How long has it been since I last saw him? Three years? Five years?
"Sister, you're back." A handsome blond boy ran out of the living room happily, hugged Bo Liangyin's waist, and rubbed her intimately.
"Yes, my handsome little boy, my sister is back." She stroked his hair lovingly and held his little hand towards the living room.
"Hello, Miss." As soon as he took the first step into the living room, Bo Liangyin's neat voice almost made Bo Liangyin suspect that she had entered the wrong door.
"So many people? Who are they?" She wondered, old and young, this is...
"Miss, these are Xiaomi and Wormwood's family members. They came here yesterday. I heard you were coming back today, so I wanted to come over and thank you." The person who spoke was Uncle Wang, the housekeeper of the villa.
Bo Liangyin walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at the seven or eight people in front of him. One was sitting in a wheelchair with a sallow complexion, as if he was terminally ill. There were also a pair of young women in their sixties and a pair of younger fathers.
, and two children, the older boy is eight or nine years old, and the younger girl is only five or six years old, with eyes full of envy and fear.
After Uncle Wang's introduction, the person in the wheelchair was Xiaomi's father. He had advanced gastric cancer and there was no other way except dragging him. The elderly couple were Xiaomi's parents, the younger one was his brother and sister-in-law, and the other boy was Xiaomi's.
The younger brother should be a son of old age, and the younger girl is the daughter of the older brother and sister-in-law.
Bo Liangyin stood up and walked over, squatting down in front of the little boy and looking at his level.
When the little boy saw Bo Liangyin coming, he was so frightened that he hid behind his parents. He held his mother's skirt tightly with both hands and his big black eyes rolled around.
"Miss, I'm sorry, the child is afraid of strangers and is dirty." The mother seemed a little embarrassed, looking at the child with loving eyes, but looking at Bo Liangyin a little cautiously.
Bo Liangyin smiled faintly, turned around and sat on the sofa. The butler brought coffee and gave Ethan a glass of juice.
But Ethan walked up to the little boy with the juice and handed it to him.
"Here you go, it's delicious."
Looking at Ethan with a smile, the little boy's eyes were filled with salivation. He looked at his mother next to him, and then at the boy holding the juice, but he didn't dare to reach out to take it.
Bo Liangyin's eyes couldn't help showing a hint of admiration. Although he was not a child from a wealthy family, his tutoring was very good.
"Drink, it's okay." Ethan smiled and took the little boy's hand, put the juice into his hand, and then looked at Uncle Wang who was standing next to him with a tray and a slight bow, "Uncle Wang, please give me some more.
Cup."
"Yes, young master." Uncle Wang nodded with a smile and walked into the kitchen.
"Auntie, you have taught your child very well." Bo Liangyin raised his eyes and glanced at the silver-haired woman.
The woman clasped her hands shyly, with an unnatural blush on her cheeks.
"The eldest lady was joking, just the most basic things."
Bo Liangyin nodded slightly, the most basic thing? It is these very basic things that modern people lack.
"As you can see, there are only two people in this family, my brother and I, so don't be restrained. I would like to ask my sister-in-law how old your son is and whether he goes to school."
She had just observed that although the boy was still young, his eyes were very clear even when he was scared. He should be a good prospect in the future. Ethan happened to be young now, so the two of them had a lot of room for development.
He can be trained to be Ethan's right-hand man in the future.
Although it's a bit cruel to make this decision for them, I still want to listen to their parents' opinions.
"Miss Hui, I just turned eight years old and haven't gone to school yet." It was my father who spoke this time. At first glance, he seemed to be a very honest and courteous man.
Hearing this, Bo Liangyin couldn't help but frown. He's eight years old and hasn't gone to school yet?
"How good is this? Children now start school at the age of three. Wouldn't it be a waste to keep the children at home?"
At this point, the faces of the two old men suddenly turned pale.
"I'm not in good health. Most of the money is spent on me, my child..."
The man's eyes were moist and he lowered his head without speaking for a long time.
Bo Liangyin pursed her lips tightly, already understanding in her heart.
"In this case, I will discuss something with the second elder."
When Xiaomi's parents heard this, they all looked up at Bo Liangyin with hope in their eyes.
"I will give your son the opportunity to go to school, learn to adapt to society, and even provide you with living expenses for the rest of your life. Do you dare to leave the fate of your little son in my hands?"
Everyone present was stunned, looking at Bo Liangyin with a serious face, not knowing what she meant. On the surface, it seemed to be of great benefit to them, but is there really such a thing as pie-in-the-sky good things in the world?
?
They hesitated.
"Mom, I do." A very subtle voice in the huge luxurious living room made everyone focus on him, it was their youngest son.
"Xiaodouzi." The woman's eyes were complicated, but there was no doubt that she was worried.
Ethan sat quietly on the sofa, watching Xiaodouzi without speaking, and the others also lowered their breathing to the lowest point, for fear of missing something.
"Mom and Dad, let's think about it." Xiaomi's brother was also a little worried. After all, he is a brother who is nearly 20 years younger than him, so worry is inevitable.
"I do." The little boy clenched his fists resolutely, but his slightly trembling body showed nervousness.
He doesn't know what will happen in the future, but he wants to go to school and learn knowledge. When he was in his hometown, every time he watched the children carrying schoolbags to school in front of the house, he was envious or silent. He also understood that his sister earned
All the money was spent on my father’s medical treatment, but even so, I still had hope in my heart, hoping that one morning I would suddenly wake up and my father’s illness would be cured, and my mother would prepare new clothes and a new schoolbag for him, and tell him that starting from today
You can go to school.
"Miss, my son, I hope he can live his next life peacefully."
Xiaomi's mother's eyes showed begging. This should be the wish of mothers all over the world, but if it is extraordinary, everyone would want such a platform.
Bo Liangyin smiled understandingly, "Auntie, I can't guarantee you this. Since you are so worried, let's ask Xiaodouzi."
She walked up to Xiaodouzi again, wearing ordinary clothes and a ordinary hairstyle, but the clarity and stubbornness in her eyes were rare. This child must also hope that one day he can
Let's fly to the sky, and she, Bo Liangyin, likes ambitious children. A mediocre life is destined to be eliminated by this society.