Laughing
"Xiaolai, what's your last name?" After brushing his teeth and washing his face before getting ready for bed, Shao Linyin wiped Xiaolai's scraped elbows and knees.
If you have a name, you must have a surname. It is not easy for him to give someone a surname casually. This child has been to school and has received education. He has a respectable family and a name.
No matter what the reason is, even if you lose your first name, your last name should always be respected.
Xiao Lai looked down at Shao Linyin, who was originally squatting because of his long legs, but was now half-kneeling on the ground to help him apply medicine.
"Shao."
Shao Linyin paused, then looked up to meet his eyes: "We have the same last name, what a coincidence?"
She looked at him with a smile: "That's your last name. Give me your last name."
Shao Liyin lowered her head and began to apply the gauze seriously again: "Stop messing around. You can't just take anyone's surname. Come on, what was your surname when you were in school?"
Xiaolai stopped talking again.
After sticking one knee, Shao Linyin straightened his waist which had been bent for a long time and felt a little sore, then bent down and moved to the other knee.
"I just want to have the same last name as you." The child was quite stubborn.
Shao Liyin laughed. "Can you be more stubborn than me?" After all, I'm older than you...how many years older?
So instead of dwelling on the last name, a new question arose: "How old are you?"
"Fifteen." The child answered quickly this time.
Shao Linyin: “…”
He lost control of the strength in his hands and his legs shrank as he laughed.
Shao Liyin came back to his senses: "Ah... I'm sorry. I thought you were just over ten years old."
This child is really small, with a small body, small size, and small appearance. Compared with a fifteen-year-old boy, he always seems to be underdeveloped.
Well...he is indeed stunted...
"Then what's your last name?" Shao Linyin asked unexpectedly.
Xiao Lai stared at the top of Shao Liyin's head, was silent for a while, and sighed softly: "Tong. Songxia asked about Tongzi Tong."
Shao Linyin smiled: "What a nice surname! He's also a cultured person! From now on, I'll call him Tong Xiao!"
Tong Xiaolai remained silent for a long time, then added unwillingly, "This is the surname of the director of the orphanage. I will definitely change it in the future. When I turn eighteen, I will register myself as Shao Tong Xiaolai."
Shao Liyin threw away the bandaged knee, stood up, and continued with his elbow: "Young children laugh at me, and I'm old children laughing at you! You're so smart!"
Shao Liyin's hands moved, but a sad feeling surged in his heart. He lowered his head and asked carefully: "Did you run away from the welfare home? They were not good to you?" Shao Liyin thought, maybe this is the reason why he didn't want to go to the welfare home?
"Dean Tong is very good. She is our mother."
Shao Linyin looked at Tong Xiaolai, who was pursing his lips and had no intention of saying anything further, and did not ask any more questions. After applying the last piece of gauze, he threw the medicinal wine on the table to him and asked him to help wipe his arm.
Originally, he was only asked to wipe his arms, but Tong Xiaolai wiped his arms and then wiped his back, making Shao Linyin's entire back feel cool and a little numb.
When he moved, the little brat scolded him: "Don't move!"
The little brat started again, and Shao Linyin felt that he should show some dignity as an elder!
Just as I was about to get angry, I felt gusts of cool breeze blowing from the place on my back where I had touched the medicinal wine.
"Your back is covered in red and purple marks. Doesn't that hurt?"
As soon as this question was asked, he lost his temper again.
He can't see! He has fair skin, so any bumps and bruises are especially noticeable. He's been lifting, picking up, moving, and carrying things lately, so a few bumps and bruises on his back are perfectly normal.
But it just looks scary, it doesn't really hurt.
He took Tong Xiaolai's hand, took the bottle of medicinal wine, covered it with the lid and put it down: "Okay, this medicinal wine doesn't care about those. Those marks are just scary to look at, but they really don't hurt."
As he said that, he pulled Tong Xiaolai to the balcony to wash his hands, wiped the floor again, and then put the thin blanket on the floor again.
The bed in the room was a small bed of 1.5 meters, which was enough to accommodate two thin people. However, it was so hot that it was more comfortable than sleeping on the floor.
Shao Liyin asked Tong Xiaolai to go to the bed, but he refused and lay down on the floor early. He looked at him with his big eyes and said, "I have slept on the floor for three years. Now you suddenly ask me to sleep on the bed. I can't sleep."
Shao Linyin didn't know why, but when he heard this, his nose felt sore again. He didn't say anything else, turned off the lights and lay down on the bed.
When he woke up in the middle of the night, the person on the ground had moved to the wall near the small window at some point. The orange light from the balcony came in through the window and fell on his face.
Shao Liyin got up and looked at Tong Xiaolai, who was curled up like a shrimp, his brows slightly furrowed. Worried that the light was preventing him from sleeping properly, he tried to move him to the side of the bed. Just as he did so, the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched...
Xiami held the pair of sneakers worth 153 yuan tightly to his chest!
The key point was that he tried to pull it out for a long time but couldn't, and he was worried about waking the person up. After thinking about it, he decided not to bother and found a towel to block the frosted glass and block the light.
As soon as the cover was put on, the child on the ground became uneasy, his facial features wrinkled together, his body curled up tighter, and he began to tremble slightly.
He was worried that he might be sick with a fever, so he squatted down to check his forehead, but as he squatted down, the towel fell off.
When the light fell on his face again, Tong Xiaolai calmed down again.
Shao Linyin squatted beside him and stared at the child for a long time, realizing that the child was afraid of the dark.
He thought about it, stood up, and tentatively turned on the light in the room. As soon as the light came on, the child's expression relaxed a lot, even his slightly frowned brows relaxed, and his curled up body slowly opened up a little.
He was quite helpless and actually brought an ancestor home.
One of his problems as a young master is that he has very poor sleep quality. He wakes up immediately at the slightest noise or light...
He went to bed with the light on, tossing and turning for more than an hour, thinking that he couldn't fall asleep anyway and didn't want to waste electricity, so he took the book on the bedside table and lay on the small table to write and calculate.
"What are you doing?"
Suddenly a voice sounded from behind, scaring him so much that he jumped up.
When I turned around, it was Tong Xiaolai with some water droplets on her face.
Shao Liyin patted his chest lightly: "Are you a cat? Why are there no sounds at all?"
Tong Xiaolai was speechless: "I've already brushed my teeth and washed my face, and I've called you three times..."
Shao Liyin regained his composure, picked up his phone and checked it. It was only four o'clock. "Did I disturb you? Go back to sleep."
Tong Xiaolai had already wiped his face, folded the quilt on the floor, and put on the old T-shirt he had worn two days ago: "I always go out at this time. Only at this time can I pick up more bottles."
Shao Linyin wanted to say something to persuade him, but felt that he couldn't do it, so he didn't say much. He flipped through the book and found a hundred-yuan bill tucked inside, and stuffed it into his hand.
Tong Xiaolai tried to hide away.
"Here!" Shao Liyin was a little angry and stuffed it into his jeans pocket. "You don't have a cell phone, and I don't have any banknotes. This is the only one. Can you count the change for a hundred?"
Tong Xiaolai nodded: "I went to junior high school."
Shao Linyin opened the corners of his mouth slightly:...I didn't realize that you have read more serious books than me.
He turned his head and looked at the book on the table again, which was even more dazzling. "Remember to eat breakfast, not too early, seven or eight o'clock is best. Don't go hungry at noon. I come home late at night, so you have to eat around six o'clock. Eat well, don't skimp."
As she spoke, she took the clothes that Tong Xiaolai was wearing last night from the bed and threw them over, forcibly taking off the dirty clothes on him: "You already have your own clothes, why do you always wear my clothes? Mine smell better or something?"
As he said this, he put the new clothes on him.
Tong Xiaolai didn't say anything, just watched him toss and turn. When he was done, he reached the door, held it with one hand, looked at him, and spoke again. His tone and eyes were full of determination: "Brother Li, I will let you live a good life."
Shao Linyin stood there, unable to react for a moment. Who is Brother Li?
When I came to my senses, the small wooden door had been closed.
He stared at the door for a long time.
Every day he was immersed in the calls of "Xiao Shao Xiao Shao", but suddenly one day, someone called him Brother Li... Brother Li...
Even when he arrived at the construction site, he was still immersed in the voice of "Brother Li" and hadn't come to his senses.
Brother Li.
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