moon stars

Chapter 46

Saturday was a very fulfilling day, except for getting up early which was somewhat different from what Song Qiucheng expected, other activities arranged by him were completed together with Sheng Yue.

The weather was a bit hot. When Song Qiucheng was about to go out, he was originally wearing a pair of overalls, but after walking for two steps, he found it too hot, so he went back and changed into a pair of ordinary shorts.Sheng Yue waited for him under the tree, saw him running over after going out, only to find a small bell hanging on the umbrella he was holding.

Song Qiucheng brushed open the umbrella and held it up, and said to Sheng Yue, "Come on."

Sheng Yue buried his waist before entering the sweeping ground. Song Qiucheng secretly compared the heights of the two of them, and quietly raised the umbrella higher.

"When did you buy the little bell?" Sheng Yue asked.

"I didn't buy it," Song Qiucheng raised his arm to hold an umbrella for him, and he had to pay attention to walking, looking at the front and then at him, and said in a flustered manner, "Papa asked for it in the temple. My brother and I One per person."

Sheng Yue nodded, took the umbrella from Song Qiucheng's hand, and said, "Watch the road and walk carefully."

Smiling, Song Qiucheng took his arms, looked back at the duck struggling to pedal, and said to it, "Go ahead, don't get lost."

He dragged Sheng Yue to tell him not to leave, and the duck twisted and walked in front of them, and turned to see if Song Qiucheng followed.

Sheng Yue didn't know that Song Qiucheng got along so well with it, so he asked in amazement, "Can it really understand?"

Song Qiucheng said, "Yes."

"Can you understand anything else?"

Song Qiucheng thought for a while, pursed his lips into a line, and said, "Do you want to try?"

Sheng Yue held back for a while, and tried to say, "Duck... sit down?"

The duck looked back at them, and stomped its feet happily, as if urging them not to leave.

"It won't work," Song Qiucheng stared at him, with an embarrassed smile, and said, "It can understand me when I say 'go' and 'eat', and when I'm angry and tell it not to run around, It would come and spin around my feet because it could hear my voice."

"You taught it... well, good."

Song Qiucheng smiled, the dimples on his cheeks were sunken, Sheng Yue poked him with the index finger of the other hand, and he stopped smiling and didn't say anything, as if tacitly acquiescing that he really taught ducks very well.

When Sheng Yue opened his umbrella, he mainly propped it up to the top of Song Qiucheng's head. He turned the umbrella to one side, but Song Qiucheng was still sweating from the heat. block the sun?It's just a sunny day at the end of May. In midsummer, will he still let the ducks take a bath every day?

The two of them looked at the duck in front of him who was shaking and walked slowly. Sheng Yue suddenly felt that there was a sense of harmony as a family of three. Song Qiucheng didn't notice that the corners of his lips were raised slightly, but he just walked with concentration.

Well, it took three months for Sheng Yue to start confessing to this snow-white little guy. At the beginning, he shouldn't have persuaded Song Qiucheng to adopt it with the idea that it would be delicious in the future.

There was still no one by the creek, and they stayed there for more than half an hour. Song Qiucheng stood under the willow tree, told the duck familiarly to be safe and not playful, and then patted its buttocks to make it jump by itself. go down.

After a while, Sheng Yue came over and said to Song Qiucheng, "Do you think it looks a bit like a swan?"

After hearing this, Song Qiucheng turned around and stared at the duck carefully. Although he raised the duck with his own hands, bathed and took pictures of it, and often praised it for its cuteness, it was still much worse than the swan, so he shook his head and said, "I don't really think so."

Sheng Yue shrugged his shoulders, said "Oh", and then stood on the right side of Song Qiucheng.

When it came ashore for the first time, Song Qiucheng took out his mobile phone, and when he saw the time, he squatted down solemnly and said to it, "You came up too early, it's only been 7 minutes."

Then let it go down again, and started a small game on the shore.

Sheng Yue took out a folding fan and fanned the back of Song Qiucheng's neck. Song Qiucheng said "wow", his brows stretched out, showing a very comfortable expression, and said, "You are so kind."

After fanning him for a while, he put away his phone and stopped playing games, and fanned Sheng Yue after taking the fan.Sheng Yue said no, he wasn't hot, Song Qiucheng didn't believe it, and said, "You're sweating."

It wasn't that hot under the tree, and there were occasional gusts of wind blowing from the water. After his body cooled down, Song Qiucheng put away the folding fan and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, saying to the duck, "You can come back."

The duck didn't hear it, so he hurriedly moved to a place closer to it, waved and said, "Come back soon."

Sheng Yue saw that he was anxious as if he was afraid that the child would not come back, and joked: "It's not easy to be a father."

Song Qiucheng glanced at him and said, "You hate it."

In less than half an hour, it changed from "you are so nice" to "you hate it", Sheng Yue pursed his lips tightly, thinking that it would be better not to speak.

After going back, he put the duck in the fence, Song Qiucheng cut some vegetables for it, then closed the door, and told it to see you tomorrow.

He originally wanted to watch the new version of "Journey to the West" with Sheng Yue, but Sheng Yue asked him why he didn't draw. He said he didn't want to draw. Said: "Then I will draw for a while."

Sheng Yue touched the back of his head and said softly, "Try as much as you can."

Song Qiucheng took his hand off and said, "Don't urge me so gently," and added: "Don't urge me."

Sheng Yue said, "Aren't you urged to paint?"

Song Qiucheng said honestly, "No."

"That's fine," he said, "Brother will urge you to finish the first story, and everything will be easier after you set a precedent."

Song Qiucheng is not as passionate as he was at the beginning. He thinks that he can talk about painting at any time, and it would be better if he paints when he wants to start.

"What are you going to do after painting?" He was a little puzzled, what would happen if the story was painted soon?

Sheng Yue tilted his head to think, and finally said: "Let's talk after the painting is finished."

After a pause, he said again: "If you can't draw well, it can be used as practice, which can exercise your thinking ability. My brother thinks that Chengcheng's ideas are great, and the drawing is no worse than those children's magazines. If you want to improve yourself, wait for you to draw. After we are done, we can take it to a professional teacher to take a look."

After summing it up, Sheng Yue said to him: "Chengcheng has great potential."

"really?"

Song Qiucheng seemed to be motivated instantly, and lowered his head with a shy smile. It turned out that he had heard a lot of advice to him not to force himself, and to find his brother, his mother, and his father when he had difficulties. Only Sheng Yue believed that he could do many things.

"Yes, when Chengcheng paints well, maybe he can publish it, make money, and become a famous painter."

Sheng Yue has already thought about it. If the story is really good, he can contact the staff to modify the packaging later, and it can be made into a commemorative picture album without publishing it.

Ignoring that Song Qiucheng only drew four pictures and it was not considered a draft, what he said was really touching, Song Qiucheng asked excitedly: "Can I also make money?"

Sheng Yue said, "Of course."

"Then if I make money..." Song Qiucheng thought of something, his ears turned red, and said, "I'll give it all to you."

The author says:

Chengcheng: Make money to support your wife!