Ming Mo looked up at her, his face tensed, "Big brother, is it important?"

Mingyan nodded without hesitation, "It's very important."

The man taught her to read and taught her to grow.

Give her warmth and comfort every time she is sad.

"Ayan, I'm uncomfortable." Ming Mo's lips were pale, his eyes were dark, and many emotions were hidden.

"What's wrong?" she asked worriedly.

"I don't know." Ming Mo shook his head with a pitiful expression, holding her hand tightly.

"Your hands are so icy." Mingyan frowned, shook his hand, and exhaled hot air.

Ming Mo's eyelashes trembled slightly, her originally cold little hands were warmed by her, and gradually became warmer.

The warmth warmed to my heart.

Makes him want to hold on forever.

Ah Ayan.

The girl in front of him was pulling all his mood swings.

"Ayan." He called.

"Um."

Ming Mo said slowly, "I don't like it, big brother."

"Why?" she wondered.

Ming Mo was silent for a while, thinking about what to say, and after a few seconds he said, "Ayan mentioned him twice, and the expression on each time made me uncomfortable."

"What did you look like when I mentioned him?"

He didn't answer, and repeatedly expressed his dislike for that person, "I don't like it, big brother."

Mingyan changed the subject, took out the candy in her pocket, peeled it off and fed it to his mouth, pointed at his eyes, "Momo, be happy."

The sweet taste from the tip of the tongue filled her mouth, Ming Mo touched her nose, "Ayan, you have to laugh."

"it is good."

She returned a smile.

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From that day on, Grandpa Ming stopped forcing Ming Mo to go out, and decided to teach him literacy at home every day and teach him the most basic knowledge.

After all, he was eight years old, and it was time to read.

He deliberately asked for a few textbooks for the first grade of elementary school from other people's homes.

"Momo, Yanyan, come here." Grandpa Ming greeted the two children playing in the yard.

When they came over, instruct the two of them to sit on small stools, use the taller benches as tables, and place the textbooks in front of them.

Anyway, teaching Momo is also teaching, it is better to let Yanyan follow her now.

Mingyan's face was stiff, she secretly looked at the person next to her, and quietly reached out to grab him.

Ming Mo immediately looked back at her.

A rough palm blocked the affectionate gaze of the two, and Grandpa Ming smiled and said, "Read the book, read again, and punish the two of you not to sit together!"

Mingyan lowered his head to read the book silently, and wrote a few words in Ming Mo's hand with his fingers cautious and solemn.

After writing, was a little worried that the other party would not recognize it.

Just had this thought.

The gestures of limp and numb came from her palms.

Only one word.

it is good.

She wrote: Don't tell grandpa that I can read.

Long paragraph.

You can't see it in the palm of your hand, you can't see it with your own eyes, it's all based on feeling.

Did he really guess it?

She suddenly became uncertain, wondering if this good word was a promise to her.

Then let her breathe a sigh of relief, within half an hour of Grandpa Ming's teaching.

Ming Mo acted like a child who had just learned to read. Even the first time she wrote such beautiful handwriting in front of her, she deliberately wrote staggering from side to side.

After breathing a sigh of relief, she felt that something was wrong, and looked at Ming Mo's delicate and beautiful face.

She finally knew what was wrong.

Momo doesn't seem to be very smart.

Know……

Mingyan thought for a while, then blurt out fiercely, "Pretend.".

Yep, it's camouflage.