Wan Xiaohu was startled by his reaction. He didn't understand what he had done wrong. He shrank his neck like a frightened little partridge, without looking at him, and grabbed his pants with both hands.
Lao Niu continued angrily: "How dare you run out as a child!! Aren't you afraid of getting lost? What should you do if you meet a bad person? How did I teach you before!!..."
A series of questions made Wan Xiaohu confused. He did not dare to move or speak, so he could only lower his head and endure the punishment.
It wasn't until Lao Niu finally realized that he was overreacting and gradually calmed down that Wan Xiaohu whispered: "Grandpa, I miss you."
This gentle word was more powerful than Lao Niu's roars, knocking Lao Niu down in one go, and his eyes felt sour for a while.
The two of them stood in the night, neither speaking nor moving. It was not until footsteps came from the direction of Huangjiacun that Lao Niu opened the door of the shop, took Wan Xiaohu into the house, and asked calmly: "When are you coming?
of?"
Wan Xiaohu said: "I just came. You closed the door. I thought you were asleep, so I kept knocking on the door for a long time."
Having said this, Wan Xiaohu reached into his trouser pocket, took out a handful of coins, handed it to Lao Niu, and said happily: "Grandpa, I am rich, I don't want you to support me, so don't drive me away.
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He looked at the old cow eagerly, with joy, pride, and uneasiness on his face.
Lao Niu looked at his young hands and grabbed a handful of coins, including one yuan and fifty cents.
He was suddenly confused and silent for a long time. When he saw the smile on Wan Xiaohu's face gradually disappearing, his mouth pursed, and about to cry, he sighed, stretched out his big rough hand, and touched his little head with pity.
, said lovingly and helplessly: "You, you~"
When Wan Xiaohu saw this, his slumped face immediately burst into a smile, he raised his face and bared his teeth at Lao Niu.
"Have you eaten?" Lao Niu asked.
Wan Xiaohu nodded, but there was a growling sound in his stomach. It seemed that his stomach heard the question of whether he had eaten, and then he remembered that he was hungry, so he immediately shouted in protest.
"Ho ho ho~~"
Wan Xiaohu smiled awkwardly. He took off the schoolbag on his back and took out a half-bao. The half-bao was half eaten by him.
The buns were cold, so Lao Niu told him not to eat them and went to the kitchen to cook noodles for him.
Wan Xiaohu followed him closely into the kitchen: "Grandpa, here's the money."
Lao Niu seemed to have made a big decision before he opened his palm and took all Wan Xiaohu's coins in his hand.
He made a bowl of shredded pork Yangchun noodles in the kitchen, cracked two eggs into it, and brought it to the small dining table.
"Come and eat."
“It smells so good~”
Wan Xiaohu climbed up on the chair, grabbed the noodles with chopsticks and ate them.
Lao Niu sat opposite him, watching him eating noodles, and asked: "Why did you run out alone? Does your father know?"
Wan Xiaohu Balabala said it all.
He sneaked back alone, and his father didn't know.
He didn't want to stay in that big new home, he didn't like it, it wasn't fun.
"I haven't been to kindergarten for many days~" Wan Xiaohu said aggrievedly.
This little guy thought his father wouldn't let him study, but in fact, his father wanted to transfer him to another school.
Lao Niu didn't say anything at first, until Wan Xiaohu had almost finished the bowl of noodles, and then he said: "I'll call your dad first and tell you that you are here, so as not to worry them."
Wan Xiaohu warned: "No, he will take me back."
Lao Niu: "That's your home there, and he's your father. It's only right for you to follow him back."
Wan Xiaohu said with a sad face: "I don't want it~Grandpa, don't drive me away."
Lao Niu said earnestly: "You and I are just strangers. We have no blood relationship. Don't be stupid."
Wan Xiaohu doesn't care about this, he doesn't understand, he only knows that Grandpa Niu treats him well and he is very happy here.
He threw down his chopsticks, jumped down from the stool, ran to Lao Niu, opened his little hands, hugged him, and never let go.
"Please keep me, Grandpa Niu. I will support you when you are old, and I will still make money." Wan Xiaohu prayed.
Lao Niu was moved and embarrassed.
But he still had to call Wan Nian first and tell him that Wan Xiaohu was here, otherwise the people over there would go crazy.
Wan Xiaohu nervously stared at Lao Niu calling Wan Nian. Seeing him put down the phone, he quickly asked: "Will he take me back? I don't want to go back. I have to go to kindergarten with Xi'er tomorrow."
Woolen cloth."
"He'll be here soon."
"Clam!"
Wan Xiaohu was startled, looking left and right, trying to hide.
Lao Niu comforted him and said: "Don't worry."
Lao Niu seemed to have made up his mind. He searched in the cabinet and then quietly waited for the arrival of ten thousand years.
They waited for half an hour, and Wan Nian arrived. This time he was accompanied by another young man, but the young man did not enter the house and stayed outside the store.
This is the driver of ten thousand years.
Wan Nian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wan Xiaohu next to Lao Niu...
Just as he was about to speak, Lao Niu stepped forward and handed him a bank card.
Wan Nian recognized it at a glance as the ICBC gold card he had given to Lao Niu before.
He looked at Lao Niu and asked in surprise: "What do you mean?"
…
It was late at night, and Huangjia Village fell into silence. All kinds of small shops were closed one after another, and the lights were extinguished, leaving only street lamps and the occasional illuminated windows.
The Little Red Horse Academy, not far from the "Lao Niu Barber Shop", is no longer noisy at the moment. Parents come to the door from time to time. They say something to Lao Feng who is stationed at the post, enter the academy, and lead their children back in a hurry.
Home.
There was a burst of quarrels in "Lao Niu Barber Shop".
The driver standing outside the store looked inside the store from time to time, but the rolling shutter door of the store was half closed, so he couldn't see what was going on inside. He only knew that his boss was very angry at the moment.
He pricked up his ears and always paid attention to what was going on inside. If something went wrong, he would rush in immediately and not let the boss suffer.
But the other party is just an old man, so what harm can he do to his boss?
The quarrel lasted for a long time, and finally Wan Nian bent over and walked out of the barber shop, stood at the door, and said to Lao Niu inside: "Then I want to see if you have the ability to give Xiaohu a good life. You are the only one who can give Xiaohu a good life."
Is this barber shop? What use can it be! Or does it depend on your story books? Do you really think your books are qualified to be published? "
Lao Niu followed and walked out and said calmly: "I won't publish the book anymore. I'm not that material. I can't eat this bowl of rice. I admit it."
Wan Nian stared at him closely, sneered, turned around and got into the car, opened the window, and finally said to Lao Niu: "I'll wait and see what you can do."
With that said, the car drove away.
Lao Niu watched the car drive up West Chang'an Street and disappear before his eyes, and then whispered: "Have you never thought that love is more important than material conditions?"
