Shang Yu stopped at an intersection near Niao's house, took out his cell phone and stared at Yu Niao's phone number.
No matter where you are, you must answer my call!
Beep beep, the call is connected.
A burst of crying came from the receiver, and he held his breath and continued to listen.
"Niao Niao, wake up quickly, don't scare us, Niao Niao."
"Mom and Dad, I'm sorry, I scared you. I'm fine. The ground is all covered in paint water."
Yes, this is definitely Yu Niao's voice. Very good, you are still alive. Shang Yu breathed a sigh of relief and hung up the phone decisively.
Yu Niao came back alive, which can be said to be a narrow victory.
If I miss that second, I am afraid I will never see my adoptive parents and adoptive mother again.
At the last second, she saw Yu Tianqing, covered in blood, with a gloomy smile.
It has not recovered for a long time.
I accidentally knocked over the red paint bucket that I forgot to pack yesterday.
I accidentally scared my parents.
She listened to her parents, took a bath, changed into clean clothes and went downstairs to eat.
Chicken stewed with mushrooms, also white.
Yu Niao retched, and Yang Xiulan patted her back, feeling sorry for her daughter, "It doesn't matter if you can't find a job, your parents will have enough money to support you for five lifetimes, so don't put too much pressure on yourself."
Yu Niao rinsed her mouth and didn't dare to hug Yang Xiulan hard, "Mom, I'm so afraid that I'll never see you and dad again."
"Silly boy, you have another nightmare, right?" Yang Xiulan wiped away her daughter's tears with her sleeves, "Don't be afraid, mom and dad are always here."
Yes, they are always there, encouraging and praising themselves.
Even if I am a waste who is good for nothing but painting.
Yu Niao really didn't know how lucky she was to meet such excellent adoptive parents in this life.
Mother and daughter returned to the dinner table, and Yu Niao told them that she would cheer up and find a job as soon as possible and would never stay at home and grow old.
Yu Jianbin and Yang Xiulan wished that the child would grow old. They had the ability to save her from the hardship. They sincerely hoped that this kind and sensible child would be happy for a lifetime.
I also hope that she will completely change the people-pleasing personality she had as a child and live out her true self.
Yu Jianbin thought for a long time and put down the bowl and chopsticks without making a sound, "Niao Niao, since you insist on working, how about dad introduce you to a student?"
Yu Niao didn't even wait for her father to finish speaking and nod before agreeing.
As for the art major, Yu Niao was once a talented girl reported by various media.
The nightmare destroyed her sense of color, and so far, she cannot draw colorful paintings.
I saw a psychiatrist and was told that I had a restrained rejection of certain things and had a perception of obstacles.
Teaching painting and painting on your own are two different things. Yu Niao heard from her father that her friend’s child studied painting to get into a better university. It was mainly to cope with the art entrance examination. It was not difficult for her.
Today happened to be the weekend, so she wrote down the address and went to the student's home.
There was no doorbell installed, so Yu Niao had to knock on the door.
The person who answered the door was a middle-aged woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses. She looked at Yu Niao and said in a thin and sharp voice, "Who are you?"
Yu Niao smiled brightly: "Hello, Aunt Chen, I am Yu Jianbin's daughter, you..."
Chen Yu interrupted and quickly extended his hand to invite her to sit in the house. At the same time, he went to the palm-sized study room to inform her husband Mo Shao, and whispered a few words into his ear. The two of them smiled and went to the living room to greet Yu Niao warmly.
"I'm so sorry, Xiaoxiao. My daughter is playful and disappeared early in the morning. She will be at home waiting for you to come to class next week."
Yu Niao Lai just wanted to show the two elders that she was willing to teach Mo Mo painting. It was up to them to decide when the class would start. She had nothing else to do at the moment, so she got up and prepared to go home.
The door was pushed open.
Momo stood in the entrance hall and stared at the stranger for three or two seconds, wearing an Enodel Lolita, then jumped up and down to Yu Niao.
"Hello, I am your art teacher, Yu Niao."
"Hello teacher, please call me Momo, Jasmine's Mo!"
Mo Shaoga smiled and added a few words, but the smile in his daughter's eyes was fleeting. She kept looking at Yu Niao and took her hand to go to her room.
"I'm sick today and can't go to class. You should tell them immediately."
Just now she was a cute little girl, but now Yu Niao felt that the girl in front of her who was removing her makeup in front of the small round mirror was mature and cunning.
"If you feel uncomfortable, I will help you tell your uncle and aunt that good health is very important."
"Young lady, can't you understand human speech? I don't want to go to class and I don't need an art teacher. I'll let you say whatever you want!"
Don’t worry, I will help you introduce students and I will never leave you without money for food.”
Momo's eyes were dark and her voice became hoarse. Just by hearing the voice, she would have thought she was an uncle in his fifties.
Students who don't want to study are troublesome, but Yu Niao has already promised her parents and uncles and aunts, so she didn't answer and left quietly.
When there was no sound outside the door, Momo hung up her wig and opened the door a crack with her feet. Before she could take a peek, the door hit her face hard.
"Are you going out and acting crazy when you are sick? How many times have I told you not to wear any inappropriate skirts!"
"Momo, let me tell you, if you don't want to learn, you have to learn from me. Do you know how many layers your father and I kept talking about before your uncle Yu told his daughter to let her teach you to draw? She is a genius.
Ah, no matter how many parents wanted to invite her, they couldn't!
Look at you, you can’t learn anything, you’ve always loved beauty, you’ve been tinkering with divination, and if you continue to indulge like this, you won’t even be able to get into college with your scores, you know?”
After Chen Yu lost his temper, he pushed his daughter away, frantically opened the closet, dug out all the Lolita skirts and leather shoes her daughter had hidden, and cut them all with scissors in front of her.
"Mom is doing this for your own good. Please give me some encouragement. Don't make your father and I have to hold our heads up in school, okay? Please!"
Mo Shao stood at the door of the room and sighed. His daughter had long been tired of hearing his words. At this moment, he had nothing to say.
"Hmph, what's the point of a struggling teacher from a small county?
Is it so important to be praised by others? You force me to learn this and that for the sake of your own face and for others to look up to you? Hahaha, I am born stupid, there is nothing I can do about it."
Not only them, I also wonder, how did you two top students give birth to a fool like me? Could I be an illegitimate child? You..."
Before Mo Mo finished speaking, Chen Yu slapped her on the face, which was so painful that she could not speak.
"Just stay in the room and let me reflect. You don't need to eat dinner."
Chen Yu slammed the door with a mournful face, threw herself into her husband's arms and started crying.
The night is getting darker, and every house is lit with lights
Mo Mo sat on the window sill, with tears streaming down her face, letting the autumn wind blow her bangs into pieces. Jump down, and you will be done with it once you die.
The eighteenth floor seems to be higher at night than during the day.
The cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.
Momo ignored it, but it kept ringing. She was curious and had to jump down to check her phone.
Strange caller, who could it be?
"Hey, I will go to class after you have made up your mind. I will tell your parents that it is my fault and has nothing to do with you."
Yu Niao was downstairs at Mo Mo's house. She had very good eyesight and saw her sitting on the window sill before answering the phone.