: 067 confession, the anger of thousands of snow

After returning from Tongzhai a few days ago, Mo Qiang will no longer go out and write and paint at home all day, which makes Ning Shaoqing curious.
Ask her, she can't say, just say it's a secret, wait for her to take the valley and tell him carefully.
If she told Ning Shaoqing, she was trying to cure Tong Tongzi, and with his vinegar, she had to ban her at home and never let go.
When Ning Shaoqing saw the strange snow and did not go out, he excused the cold and gave the children a day off.
Mo Qianxue worked the desk, and wrote and painted.
This is the story of the child she has tried to figure out, and then draw them in the form of animation.
Ning Shaoqing sat and read a book. He looked at him with a smile and smiled. The ink was light and his face was calm and beautiful.
In the face of such a mouth-watering beauty man, I can't help but look at it.
Therefore, when a strange snow painting is drawn, he will look up at him inadvertently.
If she met Ning Shaoqing and looked up, she smiled and leaned down to paint.
Just a smile, the light is warm and soft, and the warmth is between the two. Ning Shaoqing’s heart is more like a clear spring.
There is no battle, no calculations, no troubles... The sweetness of the heart to the heart makes him feel that this life is too good.
Coveted and laughed, put down the book in his hand, Ning Shaoqing dragged the stool to the opposite side of the strange snow, looking at her on the case.
Looking at the smile of the strange little snow and lips, he remembered the scene where she was counterattacked last time and almost let her bite her lip. The sweet warmth flowed through the heart to somewhere, burning.
Mo Qianxue was somewhat uncomfortable by him, and he coughed a little. "Shaoqing, you look at me like this, I will not paint." Today, how this eye looks like she wants to swallow her!
Ning Shaoqing’s innocent eyes stunned, and he said something like a spoiler. "You don't look at me, how do you know that I saw you. Besides, you just watched me, bothering me to read, I naturally want to see it."

When Qian Qianxue didn't think that Ning Shaoqing had a sense of ignorance, he was watched so hotly. This painting could not be painted.
Putting a pen in a sneer, I want to tease him.
Then, with a clear cough, he fixedly looked at him and said, "I am looking at you. However, my gaze is to appreciate, like you are now. The eyes are so direct, as if you want to swallow the lives of others, Too much - silver evil."
Silver evil? Dare to say this to him, Ning Shaoqing’s smile was a little stiff in his face, straight up, his body crossed the desk, his long arms stretched out, trying to catch her. Let her taste what is swallowed and what is called silver evil.
She jumped up and stepped back, avoiding the wolf claws. Looking back and laughing, but still as light as Yan. I know that this person is not funny!
A thousand miles of snow is proud, turned to see Ning Shaoqing has jumped over the desk, leaning against the desk, looking at her shaking her head and chuckling.
She looked at her eyes not far from the corner of the wall, I felt bad, and turned to escape. This is the day! In case it really provokes him to fire...
Carefully circling the body, only to get close to the door, a gust of wind rushed behind him, and the door slammed shut.
A thousand miles of snow in the heart of amazement, this is the legendary palm of the hand.
She turned and laughed twice: "The wind is really big today, I just wanted to come and close the door."
Rarely to see her embarrassed, Ning Shaoqing leaned against the desk, suddenly came to the interest, lazy language: "I want to close the door? Closed the door is to do something with the husband to do silver evil?"
This person? Is this person turning? Or is this his true nature?
In the experience of the strange snowman, the number of times of being actually ridiculed is equal to zero. It is said that although I have just said that, this will see Ning Shaoqing’s words, and my heart is actually in a burst of heat.
She shouted: "This... it seems to be not suitable under the broad daylight."
Ning Shaoqing chuckled and looked like a sly, bending her fingers to her. "Thousands of snow, come over."
There is a mourning in the heart of a thousand snow, she has nothing to provoke him to do. This guy is two people during the day and night. If you don't do well, you really have to be eaten...
The door has been closed, and now it’s like a scene, it’s not like it’s not going.
However, like this in the past, it seems that she is sending her arms to the general, some are unwilling, and the thousands of snow slowly move the steps and grind.
In a few steps away from Ning Shaoqing, Ning Shaoqing’s body suddenly swayed, stretched her hand and put her in her arms.
Looking at this situation, is it true today?
However, this small body is still small. At least... at least wait until the year later.
Holding her arms very tight, through the winter clothes can also feel the heat of the body.
The perfection of hotness is so affixed to her slightly cool Zhu Hong.
The heat has been hot in her heart, she can't help but open her mouth and want to respond.
The gully in front of the ground was already grasped by the clothes, and was stroking, and the feeling of electric shock was overwhelming.
Her legs were soft and slightly intoxicated.
It’s a big day now, the last time Ah San called the door, she still remembers. It’s a shame!
My heart licked my thigh, and the pain made her mind wake up a bit, and her strength came back.
When the brain is awake, the open mouth does not respond, but directly bites back.
However, Ning Shaoqing seems to have already expected the general, the lips flashed from the corner of the mouth, and then slipped directly from the cheeks, moved to her earlobe.
Itchy! Itchy! Itchy heart!
It seems that the earlobe is enough, and the hot lips are moved over again, one mouth, and the small mouth is contained.
The thoughts of a thousand snows are completely chaotic, and the heat seems to recover in an instant. It trembles in the body like a current, and a current stimulates the nerve tissue of the brain.
At this time, the body was swayed and swayed to the side of the couch.
She wants to stop him, but the body is soft and can't lift a little strength. The strength seems to have been melted by his heat.
She can clearly feel that Ning Shaoqing’s breathing has become so fast.
I can hear the sound of the beating of my heart.
I can feel the warmth of the breath on her neck. The hot and wet touch is on her lips, in the ear, in a circle, gently plucking.
Is it...he really wants to take her away?
In the contradiction between the thousands of snow, he decided that if he really stripped her clothes, she would not hesitate to kick him out of bed.
However, when she just made a decision, the person on her body was still hot, but his movement suddenly stopped.
All actions come to an abrupt end!
The air condenses at that moment.
The imaginary madness, the warmth, did not come. I don’t know if I’m disappointed or lost, and I open my eyes to see him.
"Thousands of snow."
"Ok."
Ning Shaoqing has a steady and somewhat chaotic atmosphere, and dialed the broken hair on the forehead of the stranger. The tone is soft. "Thousands of snow, when I first saw you, I didn't like you."
This person wants such a brake scene.
"No problem, when I gave you a happy birthday, I didn't think about living with you forever." Then he wanted to push him away.
He tightened his hands and held her on his chest. Seeing her frustration and some intolerance, she wanted to break away, smiled and opened her mouth, and bit her ear gently. "Can you listen to me?"
Mo Qiang’s grievances caressed the earlobe and stopped struggling.
You said it is, and no one blocked your mouth.
This person bite her is biting hard, since the last bite, it’s going to be a bit Kill her look.
Also, I don’t like her, and she still holds her for Mao and presses her. Dead!
The sorrow of a thousand miles of snow, another burst of anger...
She runs around every day, who is cold and tired for who is not for him. Now, he said this, and he wants to die.
Ning Shaoqing said as she combed her broken hair. "At the beginning, I was full of sadness. I only thought that this was the case in my life. Wake up, it’s just a few days of stagnation, and I am qualified to like you... ...
On that day, I overturned the tea tray in the unconscious. After I came back to God, I regretted that I was going to die, but I didn’t get up and comforted. I just thought, I might never blink, why bother to add these troubles to you..."
Ning Shaoqing's tone clarifies the emotions of Pingzhong. Just now, a pair of singularly angry people who want to die will be a little embarrassed. After all, this is the first time someone has expressed her confession, although not the direct I love you three words.
However, the affection in the words is long, deep, and three words that are lighter than that, I don’t know how many times stronger.
"When I wake up again, seeing you look at me like that, let me think..."
Ning Shaoqing said that he was deeply affectionate. However, he felt a little paralyzed, but he said: "Do you think that I am very kind, like the care of my mother?"
Ning Shaoqing gave her a look. "Would you like to listen to me? Maybe you want to..."
Mo Qianxue saw the white teeth between the lips and pushed him. "Listen! I can't listen."
Ning Shaoqing got up with the thrust and walked in the house, quietly opening.
He talked about his feelings at the time and said that he woke up that day, and she gave him warmth from nothing.
Then, it is said that the mother in the house of Ningjia is actually not his biological mother. This point was said to be an understatement when I said it last time. This time I said it was very detailed.
Mo Qianxue sideways on the semi-loft and listened quietly.
He is distinguished and well-dressed. He is a self-small and hard-working person. He is a brilliant individual and is the only owner of the family.
However, it is precisely because of this that others respect him and fear him. He has been lonely since he was a child. He has no playmates, no friends, and there are no other people besides slaves.
I still remember when he knew that his stepmother had a younger brother for him, how happy he was, and finally got a person who could stand side by side with himself. He showed off that he had a younger brother and brags about how handsome his brother is, how smart he is.
I remember that I was just a scholar at the time. There was a fellow schoolmaster in the school. It seems that the baby in the world is the same. He only cries, only makes trouble, and looks like a little old man. He was annoyed and grabbed the lesson of the man. Later, they were also fined by the old people, but he did not regret it and still grinned.
The stepmother is very good to him, has been very gentle, always smiles, takes care of him when he is sick, he will add clothes when he is cold, and his younger brother is very dependent on him, often crawling on him to make him, this Let him feel the feeling of a family.
Over time, he thought she was like a parent, and he also regarded her as a mother, and regarded her brother as a mother.
When he talked about it, he said a word, and the peak of the story was no longer mentioned. It is a secluded road: "Thousands of snow, from now on, my family is you, this life - you are enough!"
The jump of this words is too big, and the thousands of snow prepared for a stomach's appeasement words are all in the eyes of the blind, swallowing is not spit or not, uncomfortable with tears at the same time sitting up and scratching his head.
In front, she automatically ignores it.
Some don't believe that an awkward ancient man can say this in his mouth. this is? Oath to be with her?
Ning Shaoqing saw her bow down and sighed and leaned over her waist, picked her up and stood face to face with him.
Does she not believe him?
Because...he hasn’t rounded her room yet?
still is……
Some words, he did not dare to say at night. Some things, he didn't dare to do it at night. It is not the time now, he is afraid, can't stop the car!
Just now, he almost couldn't help but want her.
Bow down on the forehead of a thousand snowy, and then down, kiss to the tears full of eyes. The heart trembled, the kiss looked even lighter, like a treasure.
Some people feel bad and it feels so wonderful. You hurt her and hurt, you cry and she cries.

After a few days of hard work, Mo Qianxue summed up some fairy tales, finally painted more than a dozen comic book children's painting stories, and came to Tongzhai with a cow.
Serious autism seems to be afraid of communicating with the outside world, shutting themselves up and entertaining themselves... Her stories are all screened and screened.
When I was a child, I had an autistic classmate. I never talked actively in the class, didn’t go to the toilet, and asked her if she was only looking at you, and her study was not good.
However, the class teacher at the time was very good-hearted and more open-minded. He arranged the autistic classmates in the first row, and took care of her in life. When they went up, they encouraged them.
It is to encourage students to like her, take care of her, and play with her. After a semester or two, Monk Snow felt that she was much better than before, and it was nothing special to look at it. It’s just that there are fewer words, and people are a bit more sloppy.
I don't know how the classmates are now. It’s a lot of things to be completely normal.
She seems to have seen it in a book. Einstein seems to be autistic. People with autism actually have high IQ and will have certain achievements in certain fields.
But not all people with autism can heal. There are many cases in which you can't live without yourself, you can't talk, you don't care, and you can't communicate with people normally.
Therefore, the strange snow is not sure, can let the Tonggongzi recover, can only try, if there is effect, then go further. If there is no effect, then she can only give up.
After Mr. Tong’s conversation, Mr. Tong Lao was willing to cooperate. I heard that Mo Qianshui had to go into battle personally. Mr. Tong’s face was not good. He thought that he only taught some methods or prescribed some medicine.
At the moment, if some words are not easy to say, they will find a head out, and they will go out by the endorsement of the housekeeper.
Although the housekeeper is a young man, he is a very jealous person. Speaking of words is justified, and in less than half an hour, the truth of the matter is clearly stated.
It turned out that this Tongzi Jingzi is not only smirking and not talking, but also very afraid of being close to people. Moreover, it is very afraid of being close to a woman.
When Tongzi Jing was young, Mr. Tong thought that he would be sick if he grew up, and he would not let him go out.
Originally, when the poison was just solved, Tong Zijing also spoke occasionally for a few days and a few words, and asked for a request. Later, he was silent. Later, it became more serious.
Later, it will only smirk, and occasionally the words are incomplete.
Later, after he was a little older, Mr. Tong was afraid that he would go out and throw people away, so he would not let Tong Zijing leave the door.
This is not the main source, the most important one is -
Two years ago, Mr. Tong had done another stupid thing.
That year, Tongzi Jing was just over twenty. Seeing that Tongzi Jing has been in adulthood for a long time, Mr. Tong’s mind bought him a woman when he was hot. He wanted his son to open the shackles. At the same time, he could make a grandson for himself if he was arguing with the abacus. No one succeeded.
Where do you know that Tongzi Jing is not open to her, she does not care about her woman, and does not let her close.
In the end, Mr. Tong Lao was in a rage and fainted. He ordered him to tie him up, and he intended to let the woman directly strengthen his son.
Tong Zijing was tied to the bed, crying and calling it a miserable.
The hearts of the people are long, and Mr. Tong is listening outside. He has a headache and can't be rushed into the house and tears down the woman who is preparing to act.
In a hurry, the force was too strong, a sound, and suddenly broke the woman's clothes. Hearing the cracking sound of the clothes, Tong Zijing did not cry and laugh.
It was also from that time that Tong Zijing liked the sound of tearing clothes. Since then, he has never said a word. I heard that some time ago, I would not consciously say one or two words.
Moreover, the current Tongzi Jing, hate someone close, especially a woman.
Mo Qianxue heard the trembling, and gave the last bit of mercy to Mr. Tong’s last smash.
It seems that she needs to talk to him well. Let him know what is respect and let him know how hateful he is to think of himself.
How did he do it, how can he figure it out.
Let a woman, such an insult to his own flesh and blood. Let the son of his own tie and let a woman come strong. It’s incredible!
I am afraid, even if this autism is cured, it is also a shadow of life.
Also, a normal person has been locked up for more than ten years, no friends, no one to communicate, it will become a fool and a god.
The Tong Guanjia was still there to excuse his master, and the thousands of snow rushed out.
Sure enough, not far from the door, I saw Mr. Tong Lao carrying his body and standing under the gallery.
"you……"
Originally, I was prepared to blow up Mr. Tong’s mad robbery. I don’t want Mr. Tong’s returning, but it’s a tear of regret.
How can she pick a scar to a repentant and pitiful old man and reveal its shortness.
So the word you exported to the end has become you.
I was prepared to make a lot of rhetoric, and finally became a cheer and comfort.
After Mr. and Mr. Tong’s three chapters of the law, the strange thousand snow came to the house of Tongzijing.
Tongzi Jing and the posture she saw last time were exactly the same, still smirking and tearing the cloth.
The strange snow is not close to him, but sits not far from him, takes out the picture, and draws one of them.
It was a story of three small pigs building a house.
The pigs in the painting, the house is a simple comic painting. To be honest, the painting is complicated, and she won't.
Pointing at the painting, Mo Qianxue began to tell the story of Mr. Tong Lao. Her voice was soft and slow, and she talked to Mr. Tong, like a kindergarten teacher.
After talking about the grass house of the first pig, she went to ask Mr. Tong, "Do you think the house made of this grass is strong?"
Mr. Tong Lao also cooperated like a child, shaking his head and saying: "Not strong!"
In fact, he is also curious, he admitted to learning five cars. Yes, he has never heard of this story. He has never seen such a painting.
Really, it’s too bad! The pig's head is bigger than the body. The wolf is also a big head. Only the house is normal. However, now is not the time for him to study painting.
Mo Qianxue returned, "Well, it is not strong, we don't care about him. Let's go to the second pig house together."
There is a question and answer between Mr. and Mr. Tong, and the first story has been published for a long time.
Tong Zijing has stopped smirking, and the action of tearing the strips is getting slower and slower.
The lips of the strange snow are smiling and responding. She continued to come up with the second story and began to talk slowly.
After the second story was finished, Tong Zijing slowly moved over from there. Like Mr. Tong, he sat in front of her and looked at her with both eyes.
Although the face is still childish, but after a smirk, it is a five-minded, correct and elegant.
It’s just because it’s not moving for a long time, and when it’s pale, it’s slim and makes people feel pity.
The third story is about the story of Xiao Yan looking for her mother.
Mo Qianxue pointed to the squid on the small map above and asked Mr. Tong, "Do you think this fish is its mother?"
Mr. Tong Lao was born noble, where he had seen it, just a series of shaking his head.
Mo Qianxue asked Tong Zijing, and Tong Zijing just stared at the picture in her hand and did not answer.
Unfamiliar, but not disappointing, as long as it can attract his attention, it is half the success, proving that he has at least the ability to think.
When she saw Tongzi Jing did not answer, she took the words and guided. "Let's take a look together. This is black, but the fish is red. Do you think they look like?"
Mr. Tong Lao entered the role and shook his head unconsciously. "Not like!"
"Let's take a look. This is a long, long tail. This squid is flat. You said, do they look like?"
Still Mr. Tong’s answer,
Not like!

After several such questions and answers, Tong Zijing’s face was eager to try.
In the sixth story, the story of the crane drinking water, Mo Qianxue asked again, "You said, can the crane have such a long mouth to drink the water from the plate?"
Mr. Tong Lao just wanted to answer the question and was stopped by the eyes of a thousand snow.
Mo Qianshui looked at Tong Zijing, one word at a time, and slowly asked: "Little brother, you said, the crane has such a long mouth, can you drink the water in the plate? Can you tell your sister?"
Tong Zijing's thinking mode still stays in the three or four-year-olds. He has not realized that he has grown up. His name can only be a younger brother, a child and the like.
Mr. Tong Lao said that she was so arrogant and self-proclaimed that if she did not see her son’s look changed, he would have long since gone.
"No... can!" Tong Zijing finally spoke up.
It may be because the two words have not been spoken for a long time, and they are said to be intermittent. Its voice is hoarse, low, and not listened to, and can't hear it.
However, it is just so light, so small, such a low voice, is enough to make the thousands of snow jump, enough to let Mr. Tong Lao tears.
He thought that in this life, he could no longer hear the voice of his son.
Mo Qianxue saw him participate and encouraged: "Little brother, you are quite right, my sister thinks the same way. Mr. Tong Lao, do you think so?"
Mr. Tong Lao’s tears on his face, nodded.
Yes, I think so.

After telling a story, Mo Qianshui got up. "Little brother, it’s not too early. My sister has to go back to rest, come back to tell you stories tomorrow, play with you, okay?"
Tong Zijing only looked at her in a fixed way, her eyes filled with expectations, but did not answer.
Mo Qianxue said, "Do you not welcome your sister? My sister is so sad."
Still not answering.
"Sister sent the story of the crane to drink, is it good?"
"……it is good."
"Sister likes you very much, my sister wants to come to you tomorrow, okay?"
"it is good……"
On this day, Tong Zijing said more than ten words, more than he said in a few years.
The strange snow came out of the door, and Mr. Tong later followed.
"Tonggongzi's illness is still promising, but I hope that we will add one more to our three chapters."
"I want to add one more? Good! As long as Jing's illness is good, how do you add one hundred?"
Mr. Tong Lao thought that the strange snow was not enough for that one valley, so he bit his teeth and said that he was preparing for the opening of a lion with thousands of snow.
In the third chapter of the Covenant, the first one is that the disease of Tonggongzi has improved, and the valley has sent thousands of snow.
Article 2, no matter what method is used by Mo Qiang, he will not intervene and cooperate fully.
Article 3, no longer arrogant to Tongzi Jing Yan, do not make their own claims.
"Fourth, please don't lock him up later. Let him walk around. If you don't feel relieved, you can find a few trusted confidants to follow, but don't interfere with his behavior.
Even if he wants to fall, don't go forward and let him get up.

The big opening of the lion, such as the teeth, did not come, but it was a condition that made him more difficult to accept.
"How can he go out on his own? No!"
"If I shut you up, shut down for a decade or two, will you still build Kang? Will you still be alive and kicking like this?" This is very rude. If you change someone, you will only be immediately Drag it out.
No matter how cold he is, he continued to say: "You also set the window for him. It is about the same time in the day and night. Don't let him see the sun, let him go out, it is your life that made him like this..."
Imprisonment in the name of love is the most selfish.
Uncle Qian Xue was very ruthlessly beaten, and Mr. Tong finally lowered his proud head.
"I... I was wrong, but now let him go out, how can I be assured."
"Neither is it for you to let him go out now, in his current state, you are opening the door, and he will not go out."
She does not deny that this old gentleman loves his son. Just, love the wrong way, it is a harm.
Mr. Tong Lao looked at her like this and thought about it himself. It was like a big determination. "If you take him out, I will rest assured."
"That's good. Then ask the old gentleman to prepare. I will take him to the garden tomorrow. I will take him out the day after tomorrow."
"..."
Mr. Tong Lao was so anxious to see things, and he regretted it, and he could not regret it. He had to respond well.
No matter what you don't care about, he said, "You'd better give Tongzi Jing some ingredients that can be puzzled. Remember, don't decoct. Well, let me think about it, I will get more beans, fungi. Has the monkey mushroom been heard?..."
Mr. Tong Lao said that they were eating, and the brows suddenly loosened. The Tong Guanjia, who was on the side of the order, quickly went to find the fungus called the monkey mushroom.
On the second day of the morning, when the strange snow had just arrived at Tongzhai, Tong Guanjia was excited to report to her, the situation of Tongzi Jing since she left yesterday.
Yesterday, after a thousand miles of snow, Tong Zijing stayed there for a while, then picked up the previous cloth strip and tore a few times, then no interest. I’ve been staring at it for a picture of the crane and the fox drinking water in my hand.
Although the face is also a smile, but it is not always a smirk, but the kind of laughter that has never been seen before.
The Tong Guanjia thought for a long time and couldn't describe it. What kind of laughter was that.
I only said that the young master started very early today. Although he did not say anything, his eyes always stared at the door unconsciously.
A thousand snow smiles, it seems that Tong Zijing's condition is not as serious as imagined.
After entering the room of Tongzijing, there was no feeling of depression.
When the stranger went into the door, Tongzi Jing did not meet, but the eyes were shining.
Mo Qian Xue walked over and smiled and said: "Sister is coming, can we still tell the story?"
Tong Zijing nodded.
"We are good friends now, can I call you Zijing? Zijing brother?!"
Tong Zijing nodded again.
"That's good, you also call me Qian Xuejie. Remember! My name is Qianxue."
The strange snow began to tell the story yesterday. Only today they are only two of them, Mr. Tong Lao has been fired by the strangers.
After telling the stories she prepared, the thousands of snow collected the picture and said:
"We are good friends, good friends should help each other, as the painting says, are you right?"
Every time I ask, at least three times, but the strange snow is not annoying, there is no trace of impatience, the best way to treat autism is love. The most feared is rude.
"... um." Tong Zijing seems to have thought about it before he sighed.
"I want to go out and have fun now. Stay here and be bored. Can you go out with me?"
The friendliness of Tongzi Jingjing seems to have been blown away by the wind at once. He looked at the guard standing at the door and bowed his head. Half a ring, just shook his head.
"But if the younger brother of Jingjing does not go out with Qian Xuejie, the older sister will be very stuffy." Mo Qianxue saw him as vigilant, and his heart was sentimental, and he waved his hand to let the two guards go down.
It seems that he tried to go out and was only taken back.
She said it to Mr. Tong Lao. Everything here is what she has said. Therefore, when she waved her hand, the two guards were still obedient, and they looked down and looked down.
Seeing that the two guards had retired and heard the invitation of a thousand snows, Tong Zijing was eager to try.
When I saw the snow, I pulled his hand up and walked out.
Tong Zijing glanced at the hand holding her, trying to break free, and not willing to break free, eyes staring at the hand holding him, eyes seemingly tearful, and finally under the traction of a thousand snow, Involuntarily left the door.
There was no one in the round, she took his hand and walked on the porch.
Tongzi Jing first looked down with fear, but then looked around and found that there was no figure in the place, and suddenly let go of his heart.
He is a child's heart, never came out, naturally seeing what is novel, looking around, wanting to touch, want to play, but dare not let go of the hands of thousands of snow.
A thousand dollars in the eyes, hurt in my heart. Modern, she also has a younger brother, worthy of it, just take this Tongzi Jing as a younger brother.
Under the distress, it is the extreme of anger. A good-natured person has been shut down for more than a decade, and has to say.
This Mr. Tong is really the ultimate failure, ignorant.
The doctor has long asserted that he has no physical problems. Just being frightened and autistic, he didn't want to talk, but he treated him as a mental illness for more than ten years.
Originally a handsome man, he should have been best educated and enjoyed the best life. Just because he was injured and did not speak, no one would communicate with him. No one knew him and felt him.
For more than ten years, I stayed in a small space, not tearing cloth, but falling bowls. How boring it is.
The so-called treatment is the soup of day after day. The family that I got was just a self-righteous compulsion.
Tightly tightened, Mo Qiangqi continued to take a walk in his gallery.
This hand is so light and so soft. Tongzi Jing hopes that the sky will never be black, I hope that this corridor will never end.
He did not consciously tighten his hand, and he smiled and asked: "Want to play snow?"
After Tongzi Jing swelled, he shook his head slightly.
For ten years, he has not left the house, and he has not forgotten what snow is.
Mo Qianxue put down his hand and ran to the side of the grass covered with snow to hold a snow, and turned his head and said to Tongzi Jing, "Come, touch it, this is snow."
Tongzi Jingqi’s new hand reached out, the tentacles were cold, and the back took back his hand. However, because the mind has been parked between the ages of three or four, or the heart of a child, he is naturally curious, and the hand that has been recovered has stretched out.
"Look, this piece of white mang, is a snowflake. There are four seasons in a year, spring flowers, summer rain, autumn and winter snow." Mo Qianshan took his hand and leaned down to let him feel the coolness of the snow, while giving He popularizes life knowledge.
Tongzi Jing first touched the snow with a hand under the leadership of a thousand snow, a novel feeling came, he unconsciously extended a hand, learned the way of a thousand snow, and picked up the snow.
"Can we play snowballs?"
"Hit...snow...hey...?" Because he didn't talk for a long time, every word he said was a meal, and his pronunciation was like a child.
Mo Qiang was so afraid that he was shocked and threw the snow on his clothes.
"In this way, you throw me, I throw you, it is snowball fight!"
Tongzi Jing studied the strange snow, and threw his hand. As a result, because there was no head, and because there was no defense, it was thrown into the head of a thousand snow.
This Tongzi Jing does not have the mentally handicapped that she is worried about. It seems that the chance of recovery is still great. She teaches more and teaches him to integrate into the world. He must be able to live as ordinary people.
Thinking of this, the strange snow covered with a snow, not angry but laughed: "Zi Jing's younger brother thrown too accurately, Qian Xue sister can not rely, I have to throw you ..."
In this way, you come to me, thousands of snow rushed to throw, Tongzi Jing thrown to hide, laugh very happy, have a very happy time.
"Ah... by..." He said that he was not very clear because of his words, so he was excited and could only use his emotions to express his feelings.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been in the snow for a long time. You’ve been playing with snow without any restrictions. Naturally, you’re crazy about playing without heart.
The height of the garden is standing two people.
"It seems that we were wrong before. Going into a dead end!"
"Yeah, the old man is wrong. You shouldn't look at the face more than anything else."
......
"Just, he only smiles at this gimmick. If there is something, it will still be the one that I am ignoring. It seems that I am wrong." He is good later. Will you hate me?"
"The heart knot must be step by step to open. If the old man did not guess wrong, these days are the most crucial moments. As long as these days have passed, Jinger’s illness may have a big improvement. Ordinary people are no different.
As for hatred, there is an overnight venge between the father and the son. If you treat him well in the future, you will receive your own tyrannical temper..."
When the two talked, the Tong Guanjia came up from the foot of the mountain and said: "Master, the seven sons came to visit."
"Oh, Xiaoqi is here, please come over him."
"Yes."
The housekeeper retired, and Mr. Wang Lao saw his friend, so he said: "The old man is not convenient to meet, so he will leave first. Ning Gongzi's illness, the old man must personally heal. Just a medicinal material, but also the old man to find it." Jing's illness is expected, the old man also went to miss, and when he finds the medicine, he will go back to Wangjiacun to detoxify Ninggongzi."
Mr. Wang Lao laughed. "In this year, Ning Gongzi was looking for the old man to go to heaven. Hey, since he can’t hide quietly, he will be treated for his wife’s sake."
Mr. Tong Lao was in a good mood today and laughed. "Old guy, go there, there are so many nonsense."
The thin and lean old man's figure flashed past, Su Qi came from afar, please ask: "Hey grandfather, how old are you?"
"Well, how can I have time for Xiaoqi today?"
"Grandma came to the letter, let Xiaoqi come to see you, Xiaoqi also wants to see if Uncle Jing has improved."
"You Uncle Jing is playing in that piece."
Mr. Tong Lao was excited to point to the bottom, and the two people who were playing snowballs in the garden said, "You Uncle Jing, I am getting better, tell your grandmother, thank her for her mourning."
Su Qi’s heart was taken care of, but his face was still like that hippie smile. He didn’t care, and looked at Tong’s fingers.
The Tong family’s several generations of single-pass, the father of Tong’s father, had no choice for many years after marriage. Later, he adopted the grandmother of Su Qi in the family, meaning to lead the younger brother, and later he became the master of Tong’s family.
Su Qi’s grandmother and Tong Lao’s head are not brothers and sisters, but their feelings are better than ordinary siblings. Tong Zijing’s affairs, Su’s several dignitaries still know.
For so many years, Grandpa and Grandma are looking for famous doctors. I heard that the famous geeks on the top of the river have seen it, and there is no improvement. After so many years have passed, the disease is better when it says that it is better. I want to come, Grandpa is nothing more than comforting himself.
Follow Mr. Tong's finger, wait for Su Qi to see the two playful figures under the mountain, the smile on his face, and instantly settle.
That figure is not...
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But I don't know, she is dressed up in a dress, she is white and wins the snow, and she is a beautiful woman.
When the nine princes gnashed their teeth and thought that they were broken sleeves, Princess Liang Shi’s crying was terrible.
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