The male god pretends to be deep, 100 misses

Chapter 580 605: Children's Extra Story (2)

4—--4
Every year on my birthday, my uncle always brings me a lot of things, such as Princess Barbie's house, shoes, and beautiful dresses, he always brings me a lot, so much that my princess room can't fit.

I used to discuss it with my dad in a low voice, and asked him to talk to my uncle, can I not give me so many things, I can't use them up, and I don't need so many.Dad praised me for being frugal, but at the same time told me, no.

It's strange, why is it good, but it still has to be done in reverse.

Later, once Mommy coaxed me to sleep, I closed my eyes, but I didn’t fall asleep. They thought I was asleep, so I heard their conversation, which probably meant that uncle was kind to me from the bottom of his heart.

along with another child's.

I'm curious, what is another child's together, and who is it referring to?I didn't know, and I didn't dare to ask them, let alone my uncle, because Mommy also said that my uncle has been having a hard time all these years.Been waiting for her.

I don't know who this "she" is, but that "her", can you come back soon?I don't want to see my uncle sad, watching the night alone.

If there is a shooting star, I will immediately make a wish and let "her" come back quickly.

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5—--5
When I was five and a half years old, Uncle Xu Zhe and Aunt Wen Jiayi were going to get married. The two of them always seemed to be arguing. Every time I saw them, they always turned cold and saw me. Immediately pretended nothing happened.

I know, but I won't say it.

It's strange.

Why are you still married when you have been arguing all the time?But seeing how they made me a flower girl at the wedding and smiled so happily, I reluctantly accepted it and didn't worry about it.

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6—--6
I also have an uncle.

Mommy didn't mention it to me, and Dad didn't mention it to me, but I knew it.Because it was my great-grandfather who told me quietly.

My great-grandfather told me that the uncle was still alive, but he was nowhere to be found. Maybe it was because he didn't want to come back, or maybe he just wanted to go outside for a walk, maybe he would come back after a walk.

And grandpa seemed to miss that uncle very much, every time uncle was mentioned, grandpa's eyes would always turn red.But he said, let me not let Pabby and Mommy know, I know.

What does it mean to be alive?What does dead mean?What do you mean by gone?I still don't quite get it, forget it, maybe I'll understand when I grow up.On TV, it said, uncle, which means that dad is younger than younger brother, just like me and younger brother.But why doesn't Daddy always mention it?Could it be that you have a bad relationship with your brother?

So weird.

I took a look at my brother who was swinging in the stroller, white and tender, smiling silly, and decided not to think about it so much. I kissed my brother a big mouthful. He always smells like milk. , I really like my brother.

Uncle, no matter where you are or what you are doing, you must be well, okay?I believe that you who my great-grandfather misses must be a good person.I also believe that one day, I can meet you.

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7—--7
One day, Dad brought back news that someone had died in prison, and that he had hit himself against a wall.There was another person who was sent to Feng Hospital (lunatic asylum).

ah!My head hurts because I still don't understand what it means to die.

But Mommy stayed alone in the study until midnight that night, and I didn't sleep. Dad asked me to go to bed, and he went to help Mommy cook supper.I sneaked in while Dad was helping Mummy cook supper.

Mommy was crying, and I saw her eyes were red, so I cried too. Mommy took me into her arms, and I cried in her arms. Once I cried, she didn't dare to cry anymore.

This is what Dad told me before, as long as I see Mommy crying, I cry too, and when I cry, Mommy won't cry.It's strange, isn't it?Why doesn't Mommy dare to cry when I cry?I don't know either, but it's good that Mommy doesn't cry.

Dad brought up the supper, and that night, I slept among them, it was really, really warm.I love them so much.

　I tried to write about the children first, and a relative asked me to write triplets, but due to the writing of the fan, triplets are not easy to write, so let’s keep the triplets for later, and I will try to write triplets in the future. Twins, each person has a story, wow, there are so many words. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)