Probably because of the change of place, Mew didn't sleep well, and woke up the next day without dawn.
He slammed his bed down and helped Gulf's quilt to put on his clothes and left the room. When he just went out, he saw his grandfather coming out of the kitchen with a fire pot. He quickly tried to help.
The elderly feel less, so they get up early, and Grandpa gets up early to burn the carbon fire. He avoided the hand of Mew and put the brazier to the place where the living room was usually grilled. He said, "I will come by myself. Don't let the grey stain your hands."
"Is there anything I need to do?" Mew stood by and asked, always feeling what to do in order to be practical.
"You don't have to, you sit and roast the fire, I will pick up some food later." Grandpa said to wash his hands and went to the kitchen to take the basket to go out, and Mew followed.
Grandpa saw him going, stopped and looked at the woolen sweater on his body that looked very expensive. He said, "It's cold outside. Go back and wear a coat. Don't wear the last night dress. It's easy to get in the ground dirty."
Mew only wore a coat and said, "Nothing, I will go back and wash."
"That can't be done, your clothes are dirty and can't be washed." Grandpa thought for a moment, stuffed the basket and said in his hand, "I'm going to get you one" and went into the house.
Mew still didn't understand the meaning of the phrase "take a piece". Grandpa came out of the house, took a green cotton quilt in his hand, and handed it to Mew, saying: "Wear this, dirty. ""
Mew: "..."
The jacket is worn by my grandfather when he is at home. In order to wear more clothes inside, the size is quite large. Although Mew wears it a little shorter, the size is still fit. But this green flower makes him in love. Grandpa still wants to find him a pair of liberation shoes, he was firmly rejected.
On the way to the vegetable garden, I met several neighbors. I was curious about the face of Mew, and asked a grandfather to ask a few words. Grandpa said happily that he was a friend of Gulf and came to play at home.
Mew was wearing a cotton-padded jacket, standing on the side of the vegetable basket with a blank expression, and sucking the salted fish lying on the bed several times.
Grandpa usually has nothing to do at home, except for playing chess is a variety of dishes and looking for children to play, a small piece of vegetable garden at home is very well managed by him.
Mew stepped on the soft soil and pulled the trousers and asked: "What to pick?"
Grandpa pointed the radish and cabbage and took him to the past. Mew bent down and grabbed the roots of the radish seedlings, pulling out a small half of the tail.
Mew: "..."
Grandpa: "..."
"Young man, you can't do this!" Grandpa looked at him and shook his head. He walked over and taught him: "Open a little bit of soil around the radish, shake it a few times and pull it out."
The sunny geek, who was said to be unable to do it by his grandfather, stared at the radish in his hand and had the urge to plant it back.
"Come on, try again." Grandpa put a good radish in the basket.
Mew did as he did, and successfully pulled out several complete radishes. Then he found that he had fallen to the point where he had a sense of accomplishment.
On the way back from the meal, Grandpa and Mew talked about Gulf's childhood.
Gulf was very sensible since he was a child. He didn't care about him at all. When he was very young, he helped him with his housework. When he was in elementary school, he never told him because he had no parents who were excluded from his classmates. The children in the fight have been fighting in conflict, and he still does not know that Gulf was wronged at school.
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The Contract Marriage (COMPLETED)
FanfictionGulf never thought he would one day sell himself into a marriage with another man. He believed his life would be not easier but that man, named Mew, broke his pre-planned life. Parental debt, a child's compensation, he had no chance whatsoever to re...