After marrying the hunter, he became more and more abnormal

Chapter 417 Just Think of Us Accompanying You

It took three days to harvest the rice. Xia Mo added water from Linghu Lake to the water tanks they usually drank, so they wouldn't be exhausted.

The rice needs to be threshed and dried, but the two men plan to give this arduous task to Xiao Anyu. Of course, they also found him a good helper, Liu San. It shouldn't be a problem for the two of them to look after the rice together, right?

This is indeed not a problem. When the child with the problem learned that they were going on a long business trip again, his mood instantly became much lower. It was obvious that he was reluctant to leave and even wanted to go with them, but he was too sensible so he didn't make a fuss or say anything and just suffered silently by himself.

Xia Mo sighed, knowing that he couldn't just leave it alone, so he decided to have a good talk with the child.

So he pulled the depressed child to his side and said, "Xiao Anyu, your uncle Ling and I are worried about you being alone at home, but it is really inconvenient to bring you with us this time."

"Well, uncle, don't worry, I will take good care of the house." Xiao Anyu replied, but his eyes were full of loneliness when he glanced down.

"Uncles believe that Xiao Anyu can take good care of the family. Alas, actually we uncles are also reluctant to let Xiao Anyu go, but the situation does not allow it. Next time, when we go to do business next time, we must bring Xiao Anyu with us, okay?" Xia Mo stared at him and said softly.

Xiao Anyu bit his lower lip lightly, and as soon as Xia Mo finished speaking, he responded, "Okay."

Xia Mo: “…”

Alas, I knew it was not so easy to coax him. However, although the child said one thing and meant another, he was able to gradually show his care and emotions, and he was still sincerely happy.

"Does little Anyu also miss his uncles?" Xia Mo asked in return.

"Yeah." Xiao Anyu felt sad. His emotions were suddenly brought up by these words, and even his voice tone changed.

"But what should we do?" Xia Mo stared at him and said, "How about this? Uncle will give you something. With it, it will be like uncles are always with you, okay?"

Giving him something is like having uncles by his side? Xiao Anyu's heart beat, his eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and he finally slowly raised his eyelids, but unfortunately the words he said were very hypocritical.

"No, no need..."

Xia Mo suddenly raised his hand, pinched his tender and smooth cheek, rubbed it twice, and then forced him not to avoid his sight.

"No, uncles have already decided to send Xiao Anyu away. If we don't send something to keep him company, what will happen if Xiao Anyu forgets about his uncles?" Xia Mo was going against the grain.

"I won't forget my uncles!"

Xiao Anyu hurried to explain, and all his sadness was forgotten in an instant. How could he forget his uncles!

"Do you want something my uncle will give you?" Xia Mo curled his lips, his narrow eyes flashing with light, and a triumphant smile appeared on his lips.

"Yes!" He would accept anything that could make Uncle Liu feel at ease.

"That's right. Uncle will give it to you in a few days. If anyone bullies you or you encounter any problems, you can tell Uncle Liu, okay?" Seeing the child agree, Xia Mo gave another instruction.

"I know." Xiao Anyu had been confused by him and answered whatever he asked.

Xia Mo laughed, and Ling Chuan watched from a distance and shook his head with a smile in his eyes, but he was also curious about what the young man was going to give the child.

The answer was revealed that evening.

The boy cut cloth, sewed thread, and stuffed cotton in the space to make a snowman pillow that was bigger than a child. The pillow was a bit ugly, with a big pocket embroidered on the belly, and two ugly and cute little people in the pocket.

Xia Mo was very satisfied with his results. He put it on the bed and looked at it again and again.

"It's basically done. Let me embroider some details. Little An Yu will definitely like it."

Ling Chuan sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his big hands and grabbed the two clown dolls, then took one in each hand and stared at them.

The doll in the left hand has two thick black eyebrows standing upside down, and its eyes are like lancets, as if it is ready to stab you at any time, while the doll in the right hand has curved eyebrows and its eyes are full of smiles...

Ling Chuan looked again and again, raised his left hand slightly and said: "Is this me?"

Xia Mo grinned and sat down next to him, "It can't be me, right?"

Xia Mo took it from the man's hand and measured it against the man's face a few times. Hmm, very vivid and vivid. I am really good at capturing the characteristics of characters.

Ling Chuan followed his comparison and glanced at the little puppet in his hand. Yes, his little brother loved to laugh.

"Don't worry, Mo'er, it would be a good thing for him if we leave."

"Are you talking about Xiao Anyu?" Xia Mo turned his head to look at the man.

"Yeah." Ling Chuan's eyes were deep, and he said, "We are like a piece of driftwood to him, but he can't live on the driftwood and forget that he is no longer drowning in the sea, but living on a new land. If he continues to hold on to the driftwood, it will become a burden for him to move forward."

Xia Mo understood what he meant. In fact, this was inevitable. The child was in darkness and suffered injustice. They suddenly appeared and helped him when he was desperate. This was not just ordinary dependence.

"What you said makes sense. He must get rid of these heavy things before he can truly face the world and live a new life. The rest of his life will be his own."

"That's right. The young eagle has been injured. Even after recovering from the injury, he is still afraid to fly. We can't just let him do whatever he wants. He will miss it, but if he doesn't move, we have to give him a push. Now is a good time, so we don't need to do it deliberately."

It was hard for Xia Mo to disagree with this point of view, and he smiled again, thinking that although his brother Chuan usually didn't talk much to children, this boy's thoughts were sometimes more delicate than his.

"I didn't expect that Brother Chuan is also an expert in parenting. He knows so much."

Ling Chuan's eyes flashed with an ambiguous smile, "Really? Mo'er thinks I'm good at this?"

They are already an old man, Xia Mo could tell the trap in the man's words in a second, especially from his expression, he is not stupid.

Then he tilted his head and looked at the doll in his hand, "Ah, there are not enough hair strips on the forehead. It looks a bit bald. Let's add two more."

As he said this, he stood up naturally, slid over to sit on the chair opposite, picked up the small hooks and cloth strips on the table, and started tinkering with them in an orderly manner.

Ling Chuan's eyes followed him all the time, knowing that he was doing it on purpose, "Aren't you sleepy, Mo'er?"

"A little bit. I'll go to sleep after I finish this. Brother Chuan, you go to sleep first." Xia Mo said.

"Then I'll wait for Mo'er." The man curled his lips and bent down to pull the snowman pillow over, stuffed the smiling doll into its pocket, then stood up and put it somewhere else and returned to the bed, with his collar wide open, half leaning and half lying down waiting for him.

Xia Mo...

Tonight, the shy flowers still could not escape the destruction, and their trembling bodies endured the fierce storm.

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Ever since Uncle Liu said he would give him a gift, Xiao Anyu's mood has been a bit torn. He was expectant but also reluctant, because he knew that his uncles were definitely leaving. So he was sometimes happy and sometimes depressed. He was even distracted when feeding Mo Ying.