730: C730 When He Was a Child

C730 When He Was a Child

Bo Qian took her pen and scolded her in a low voice, "Dirty."

Mu Shinian coughed, "I'm used to it."

Bo Qian did not say anything to her. He went to get a hairdryer and wanted to help her blow her hair off.

Mu Shinian was embarrassed to ask him for help. "I'll do it myself."

"I will help you."

Bo Qian sat beside her without saying anything. He turned on the switch and a hot air blew out. He grabbed her hair with his fingers and occasionally touched her skin.

Mu Shinian blinked. Occasionally, a few strands of hair blew to her mouth and she blew it away in one breath.

At that moment, Bo Qian seemed to have seen that when Mu Shinian was very young, her personality was not so strange.

At that time, she might have been so innocent as well.

More than ten years later, she might have also been wearing a cute and cute jacket. She had two braids on her head. Her face might have been frozen because of the frost. He had already started to peel, but he still smiled foolishly. He held a dirty doll in his arms and clumsily stepped forward. Making snowmen in the snow, they might even trip... He fell to the ground and cried until he was covered in tears and snot.

Bo Qian lowered his head and looked at the girl flipping the test papers with one hand and flipping the textbooks with the other. From time to time, she would pick up a pen and take notes. In a serious manner, he was a little impatient.

Her hair was gently moving in his hand.

His heart seemed to have been stirred as well.

Bo Qian suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "What were you like in the past?"

Mu Shinian was stunned and looked at him in confusion. "What?"

"In the past, when you were young, when you were in the village with your grandmother," Bo Qian said. Bo Qian stared at her hair and seemed to be very focused and serious.

Mu Shinian did not understand why he suddenly asked this question.

But she still put down the pen and leaned against the sofa. After thinking for a while, she replied, "In the past, what do you want to know?"

"Your daily life."

"......"

Mu Shinian looked at him strangely again.

She originally thought that Bo Qian wanted to know about the fights she had in the past... After all, compared to her daily life, these were more complicated and colorful.

Mu Shinian rarely recalled the past.

This time, when he suddenly asked, she could not help but think back.

"It's nothing special. After my dad divorced my mom, he got to know a divorced woman from the neighboring village. Then, they got married. Not long after, they gave birth to a boy. My dad values men more than women, so after this boy was born, He didn't have the mood to care about me anymore. I lived with my grandma. "

" What about the economic source? "

... "My dad will give me some. My grandma will do some handmade work. I will also learn how to do it. After school, I'll go home on weekends and help with some work."

As she spoke, Mu Shinian tore open a piece of paper that she had never used before. She flipped her fingers and snapped a flower in two or three moves. "It's just like this. It will look better if it is made out of cloth."

Bo Qian stared at that kind of small flower and could roughly understand that one flower might only cost a few cents.

An old man who was not in good health, a young girl who had not grown up yet... How should he survive in that small village?

He seemed to have never been short of money in his life.1

Even if his mother was no longer around, he still lived a good life.

"What else?"

Bo Qian restrained the bitterness in his heart and continued to ask.

Mu Shinian did not have as complicated thoughts as him. She dragged her chin, thought for a while, and said,

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