"Nope."
After slandering, Song Ersheng simply refused as usual, "The mouth of eating people is short, I am a small person, and I can't stand your great favor."
"The contents of this bowl have a dark fragrance floating, and when you smell it, you know that it is not ordinary Guangpu sat down with a smile, and he was not reluctant to Song Ersheng, he thought to himself, is this child eating soft or hard "Alas" let out a long sigh, and Guangpu's expression became sad, "Mumu, the widow of an old friend of mine.
He was born without a father or mother, and had only one uncle.
This boy was born so pitiful, and his uncle gave him to me.
This child is twelve years old this year, he has only been here for less than two years, and he has lived with his grandmother for the first ten years, and his grandmother is a bit serious, because he pities this child and disciplines him, a little alas" "Does it have anything to do with me" Song Ersheng turned around and prepared to sleep.
Don't tell the truth, it's boring.
Guangpu choked, this kid doesn't eat soft or hard "Three thousand three thousand three thousand" Guangpu grabbed Song Ersheng's little arm, "You listen to me, I will give you the bottom line, this child, in addition to congenital problems in intelligence, also has serious acquired mental illness."
You've been with him for a day, and you've found out what I mean, can you stay here and help him, don't worry, as long as you agree, in terms of returns, I will definitely talk to Mumu's uncle, and the situation of your parents' work and residence that you are satisfied with can be improved."
Song Ersheng withdrew his arm, "This is the bottom you paid me, I am in your eyes, it is worth the price" heheda.
Go to bed.
Guangpu saw that Sanqian was really going to sleep, so he hurriedly grabbed Song Ersheng's hand again, "Wait, wait, wait" to take a breath, "Sanqian, I'll tell you the truth."
This kid, I really want to throw him in the mountains and feed the wolves."
Song Ersheng withdrew her hand, "Then you can throw it" and then she was the first to call the police.
No, take that antique suitcase away before calling the police.
Guangpu sighed, "Isn't it impossible for me to eat the fireworks of the world and accept the offerings of mortals."
"Song Ersheng also sighed, so you really think you're not human, it's great, we finally have a consensus."
What the hell are you trying to say, I'm really going to sleep.
She just seemed to be idle and calm, but in fact, she had a lot of things on her mind, and she didn't have time to listen to these myths Guangpu hurriedly said, "Mu Mu was taught by his grandmother to kneel and sit outside the dinner table, and as long as one person did not leave, he was not allowed to speak or move.
He used to hold his urine and make himself faint, I hope you can help him correct these behaviors and let him find his self-dignity, as long as he finds it, I can send him away" Promise "That's it" Song Ersheng was speechless, coughed, and said seriously, "Although Mu Mu's grandmother is also well-intentioned, the world is too cruel to Mu Mu, and if you don't treat him harshly, you can't rest assured that he will survive in society."
I support Grandma Mumu's approach.
However, what you said is also right, or rather, the person who hopes to correct Mu Mu's psychological cognition through you is also right.
Mumu really deserves his dignity."
Guangpu raised his eyebrows, "You promised" Song Ersheng lay down and covered the quilt, "It has nothing to do with me."
"Mu Mu's situation, if it hasn't improved, let's see tomorrow.
Mainly, Guangpu still didn't tell the truth, does the master know about Mu Mu, will he also want to do something Song Ersheng turned over depressedly, and sure enough, it was the master, so he recognized that she would not let Mu Mu go and ignore it, does she really look such a kind person In the end, he was pulled up by Guangpu and poured down the bowl of fragrant things.
After a good night's sleep, Song Ersheng felt that he could plant trees in his bones.
Song Ersheng got up at five o'clock and found that Guangpu and they were all doing morning classes in the main hall.
She didn't go in, she walked around, yesterday she looked at the terrain and the surrounding situation, today let's see what other amazing good things are in this temple.
Soon, Mu Mu ran over and stretched out his arms to block in front of Song Ersheng, "Mu Mu" "I'm not going out, I'll just take a look" turned around and walked in the other direction.
"Mumu" was blocked again.
Song Ersheng took a breath and turned in another direction, "Don't want me to walk around" Since you can understand other people's words, why are you so wooden all day long "Mumu" was still blocked.
Song Ersheng played with his heart, deliberately took two steps in each direction, and Mu Mu ran around in a hurry, trying to block her.
In the end, when Song Ersheng turned around again, Mu Mu gasped like a bellows, sitting on the ground with his buttocks, and he didn't have the strength to continue to block her.
No matter how nimble his steps are, he can't stand Song Ersheng being so funny.
Compared with my patience, hehehe, even if you are flexible, you can't do it Song Ersheng raised his feet and went to the back.
Mu Mu stared, and could only watch Song Ersheng walk away.
I screamed several times as if I was venting.
At this time, Guangpu stood silently behind Mu Mu, covering his mouth and laughing, Sanqian really has a bad personality After visiting the two houses, Song Ersheng found that Mu Mu chased after him.
But he seemed to be angry, standing two meters away, glaring at himself and pouting.
Song Ersheng beckoned to him, Mu Mu was very reluctant, but he still moved over step by step.
Song Ersheng patted him, "I'm sorry, don't be angry."
Come, I'll show you calligraphy and painting."
There are a lot of calligraphy and paintings in these meditation rooms, which are really not authentic, she can't say, but the viewing is still first-class.
Song Ersheng doesn't care whether Mu Mu understands it or not, from the pen and ink on the paper to the humanistic feelings, from the pigment color matching to the brushstrokes and lines, from the brushwork style to the historical background, the east and the west, what you see and what you think, you will say anything.
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However, the focus has always been on the paintings, and Song Ersheng told Mu Mu all the Chinese painting skills she had summarized before.
Mu Mu's side, whether he remembers it or not, if he doesn't understand it, Song Ersheng doesn't care.
She's not a teacher, and she's not kind at all In the morning, when Song Ersheng was painting, the flower girl who ran out all night came back with grass clippings.
Meow meowed, and when he saw Song Ersheng ignoring it, he roared.
Song Ersheng hurriedly wrote the fresco, so as not to ruin the mural with a tremor on the tip of his nose, and reluctantly went down the ladder. t1706231537: