moon stars

Chapter 32

Sheng Yue held a video conference in the study room, Song Qiucheng didn't go upstairs to disturb him, he took the bowl to the kitchen for Aunt Zhang to wash after eating his noodles, then changed his clothes and went to the backyard to watch the ducks.

Sheng Yue also bought a lot of duck food. He had already fed it once in the morning, and there was still unfinished feed left in the food bowl. Song Qiucheng thought of Sheng Yue's doing so many things, and praised him in his heart for being really good. When his puppy was picked up at home, Song Qiunian and his father didn't like to tease it, and they didn't add dog food to its bowl.

The outside of the warehouse is spacious and can be ventilated. Song Qiucheng thought of Sheng Yue saying that the workers didn't release the ducks until the afternoon when they came to the fence, lest they run away.He took out his mobile phone to take a few pictures and sent them to Tang Xunshuang, telling her that this was his new pet, then he squatted on the ground and teased the duckling for a while, picked up some food with his fingers and put it on his hand to feed it, waiting for it to come eat.

The duckling's mouth was itchy when it touched it. After feeding it, Song Qiucheng pushed the water basin to it, wanting it to swim in it, but afraid that it would drown because it was too young.There wasn't much water, but I heard from Yu Yingke that it was not in good health, so I had to wait until it drank a few sips of water, took the water basin out of the cage, and put a small cup for it on the cage.

He stayed in the yard for a while, looking at the newly blooming hydrangeas and the stunted persimmon tree.After a few days of absence, Qiulan opened a new blue one, the scent of the flower is very weak, you have to get very close to smell it, it is not fragrant, but rather dull and strange.

The branches of the persimmon tree Shengyue planted are not good-looking, unlike theirs, which have already produced fruit several times.I don't know if there will be a lot of fruit this year. It will not bloom until May and June, and it will be eaten at the end of the year.

At that time, he will definitely go home with Sheng Yue to pick it.

"what to do?"

Song Qiucheng was lost in thought, he might as well be startled when someone called him, and then looked to the source of the voice, it turned out that Sheng Yue opened the window on the second floor to talk to him.

Song Qiucheng said, "Look at the leaves."

When Sheng Yue was in a meeting, he saw him strolling outside, and when he got off the line, he went to ask him what he was doing, seeing that he was not bored by himself, and stared blankly at the tree in front of him.

"What happened to the leaves?"

"Unhealthy."

Song Qiucheng took the piece off and held it up for Sheng Yue to see: "There are worms growing on this piece, can you take a look?"

Sheng Yue took a closer look and said, "I'll come down right away."

There were white bugs growing on the persimmon tree, and he wanted to spray it. He sighed and looked at the tree, as if he thought it was not up to date.

"I see, I'll find someone to take a look at tomorrow, and throw away the leaves, Chengcheng."

Song Qiucheng put the leaves under the tree and said, "It's sick, you can give it medicine and it will be fine. It's very simple."

Sheng Yue scratched his nose, smiled and said, "Chengcheng understands a lot."

Song Qiucheng said: "Because the trees in our family have also been sick, and they have been given intravenous drips, just like people."

The weather is not very good today, it's cold and wet, like it's going to rain.Song Qiucheng was going to sit on the swing, but a gust of wind happened to blow, which made his skin crawl, so he hurriedly dragged Sheng Yue into the house, and said as he walked, "I'm going to add another dress."

Sheng Yue just came down, and planned to play with him outside, otherwise it would be boring to sit in the house reading and watching TV all the time, but it's a pity that Song Qiucheng has to go in again.

"Did you say it will rain today?"

Song Qiucheng randomly found a coat from the closet and put it on, and asked Sheng Yue.

Sheng Yue said: "Maybe, the weather forecast says there will be no rain, but it's too dark."

Song Qiucheng rolled his eyes, thought of something, and asked him, "Is it also this dark when you woke up this morning?"

Sheng Yue said, "Well, it's also this dark."

"Then are you afraid?"

"Not afraid."

Song Qiucheng nodded with certainty and said, "I'm not afraid, but I'm a little afraid of thunderstorms and heavy rain. At that time, I can't go out, brother? Because it's not safe."

Sheng Yue pulled him in front of her, rubbed his head, Song Qiucheng suddenly put his arms around his waist, put his arms around him and said, "I would have gone with you if I had known, why didn't you call me? You called me I'll be up right away."

Sheng Yue said: "Because you hugged the quilt and didn't let go, I pulled you, but you still hit me."

Song Qiucheng knew that this was impossible, he never had a bad habit of beating people because he didn't want to get up, he looked at Sheng Yue suspiciously and said, "Why are you always talking nonsense."

Sheng Yue had a face full of joy: "Because I like it."

Song Qiucheng didn't know what to say.

It didn't rain in the afternoon, and the workers who installed the fence came. Song Qiucheng personally went to supervise the work, watching them carefully install the fence on the edge of the marked out land, and then block the net. It took nearly two hours to finish.

As soon as the sky was cleared, it began to rain. Sheng Yue settled the workers' money, thanked them and watched them leave.

When it started to rain, Song Qiucheng couldn't stay outside, so Song Qiucheng could only go back to his room to watch TV. When he was sleepy, he would take a nap on the sofa, and when he woke up, he would find other things to play with.

Sheng Yue accompanied him, first watched the computer process things for a while, then he turned off the computer, and Song Qiucheng put his head on his lap and played mobile games while lying on his back.

"I'm boring."

He threw away the phone after playing for a while, rubbed his face against Sheng Yue's thigh, and said, "I don't want to play with the phone anymore." He still thinks it's good to be with Yu Yingke, it's fun just to go into the woods to find something to pick, if there is no He still wanted to go outside when it was raining.

"Chengcheng, have you ever thought about learning something?"

Sheng Yue wondered if he was bored because he had nothing to do, and the child didn't have to go to work. Besides, it was impossible for him to go out and make more friends. Sheng Yue was worried, and neither could the Song family.

"Learn what?"

"It's like...interest classes, there are many, what are you interested in, what are you interested in? Piano? Painting? Or, fighting or something like that?"

"I learned the piano..."

Song Qiucheng had a headache when he said it: "I learned a little bit, but I'm not interested in piano... I stopped learning later."

He asked Sheng Yue: "Do you want me to learn?"

Sheng Yue said, "Of course not, I just want you to do what you like."

Song Qiucheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Although I don't like it, if you let me learn it, I can learn it."

Sheng Yue became interested, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why? I told you to learn and you learn?"

Song Qiucheng nodded emphatically and said yes: "If you like piano, I will learn it."

"Chengcheng is so nice."

Sheng Yue pushed back his hair and kissed his forehead, but this time he kissed for a longer time and with more force than the previous few times.

After the kiss, Song Qiucheng almost slipped off his lap. He reclined himself and lay down again, asking, "Do you really like the piano?"

"I don't like it or not," Sheng Yue touched his forehead, stroking his hair back like a puppy or cat, and said, "If you can play, I will definitely like it, but I won't force it." You learn."

Song Qiucheng understood their respective meanings: "I can learn piano for you, because you like it, but you like it because of me."

He was a little dizzy: "What does this mean?"

Seeing him cute, Sheng Yue wanted to kiss him twice, but he suppressed it and said, "It's not interesting, I won't learn the piano."

Song Qiucheng giggled twice, turned over, completely using his legs as a pillow.

"But I can draw. I learned it when I was a kid."

"It's amazing, when will I draw a picture for my brother?"

"Do you want to?"

Song Qiucheng's eyes are bright and clear, like little stars, when he mentions something he is interested in, it will be like this, it is very beautiful.

"What do you want? I can draw it for you right away."

Sheng Yue thought for a while and said, "Just draw... me?"

"Okay!"

He turned over to find a pen and paper, and told Sheng Yue to wait for him.

"I will definitely draw you very beautifully!"

Song Qiucheng took out a pen and paper to look at him, and said cheerfully: "But you are good-looking!"

Hearing him praise himself so sincerely, Sheng Yue rejoiced after a long time that he gave birth to such a pretty good skin.

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