He was thrown down by his own cub again, how could he break?

Chapter 30

After the small restaurant closed, Wu Nai also stopped delivering letters, and took Wu Yu to stay at home every day.

This winter has been very cold, with snow falling one after another.

Wu Nai set up a charcoal brazier in the house. The charcoal was given by the restaurant owner. It was considered as lucky money for Wu Nai and the others during the Chinese New Year. After all, a small business cannot produce anything valuable.

The sofa was already dilapidated, Wu Nai pulled out the quilt and spread it on the sofa.

Wu Nai and Wu Yu just nestled on the sofa, wrapped in a quilt, shivering, cuddling each other.

Outside the house is a strong wind blowing mixed with snowflakes, and inside the house is the crackling sound of charcoal burning.

Wu Nai held Wu Yu in his arms, put his textbooks on the quilt, and made up lessons for him bit by bit.

Wu Yu listened very carefully, completely different from him in school.

When encountering someone who doesn't understand, he will take Wu Nai's hand and shake it vigorously, asking him to explain it to himself again.

Every time it is over and over again until it is fully understood.

Wu Nai didn't understand why this little guy suddenly started to study again, he just thought he was finally enlightened.

When Wu Nai got tired of teaching, he let Wu Yu learn by himself, while he did his homework beside him.

The small sofa was tightly piled up with quilts, only two small heads were exposed.

Wu Yu pointed to the words on the book, facing the pinyin, and worked hard to speak.But after working hard for a long time, there was only the sound of ah ah ah.

I felt a little wronged, and wanted to find Wu Nai to comfort me.Turning his head, he found that Wu Nai had fallen asleep on his side, still holding a pen in his hand.

Wu Nai's appearance followed his mother's, and his facial features were round and delicate, without too sharp edges and corners, but rather like a blend of ink and wash paintings.

Wu Yu just watched it like this, for some reason, the more he watched it, the more he liked it.

Such a good-looking person is now sleeping soundly beside him, Wu Yu squeezed his face in disbelief, leaving a red mark.

Wu Yu slowly moved his body, approached Wu Nai, and stretched out his hand to trace his face.

Here are the eyebrows like Daishan, which will be tightly furrowed when you get into trouble.

Here are eyes like soft water, and when they are opened, they will see light.

Here is a nose that is not very straight. It seems to be a bit cold these days, and it is always red from being rubbed.

Here... here are the thin lips. Every time I call my name, I can hear the most beautiful voice in the world.

"click"

Wu Yu wanted to lower his hand, but was startled by a soft sound.

Taking a closer look, it turned out that the pen in Wu Nai's hand fell to the ground.

Wu Yu bent down to pick up the pen, and wanted to put it on the book, but saw Wu Nai's composition text spread out on the side.

Wu Yu glanced at Wu Nai, seeing that he was soundly asleep, and gently brought the composition text in front of her.

Open the book, inside is Wu Nai's delicate handwriting and full sixty cents.

Wu Yu couldn't read all the characters, but he read it page by page excitedly.

Turning to the middle, I found that this page has only titles and no content.

If it wasn't for an empty zero egg hanging in the middle, Wu Yu would have thought he hadn't started writing yet.

Wu Yu looked up at the titles and found that they were all words he knew.

whispering silently,

my favorite person

After Wu Yu finished reading, he was in a daze for a moment.

Turning his head to look at Wu Nai who was still sleeping soundly, he thought he saw Wu Nai sitting alone in front of the small table, thinking hard under the lamp.

He understands the pain of a blank page.

Wu Yu laid out the composition text in front of him, picked up the pen he had just picked up, and wrote his name stroke by stroke behind the word "herringbone" on the title.

Wu, language

my favorite person

Wu Chinese

After looking at it, I felt that there was still something missing. After thinking about it, I carefully drew a peach heart on the back.

The characters are neat and tidy as Wu Nai requested, and Tao Xin is also sincere, but put together with Wu Nai's characters, it still looks immature and funny.

But this couldn't stop Wu Yu's heartbeat getting faster and faster, and his little face getting redder and redder.

After smoothing the corners of the rolled-up composition, Wu Yu gently put it back before Wu Nai woke up.

Then she tilted her head, crawled into Wu Nai's arms, and fell asleep obediently.

The charcoal fire in the room was burning vigorously, a spark exploded, rolling up ashes and rolling in the air.