Chapter 4

The next day, Xiao Yao was arranged by the hospital to finish a series of physical examination, and was taken to his father Xiao Siqi's ward by his grandfather Xiao Chengru.

Looking at the man with plaster cast on his left and right legs, bandaged on his head and haggard face, Xiao Yao was also sad. But he was still in a good mood. He walked over with a smile and said to the haggard man, "how did you become like this? It seems that you are a teenager. Look, I'll call you dad later. "

Then he gently stroked the plaster wrapped around Xiao Siqi's left hand and sighed: "Dad, you really don't have to blame yourself too much. I know it's not your fault. You don't have to feel guilty. Mom is looking at you in the sky. Do you think she wants to look at you like she's dying? You are the man she admires and adores. "

Xiao Yao's words, not only let follow behind Xiao Chengru once again stare big eyes. Also let conscious shameless face son, drooping head of Xiao Siqi surprised raised his head.

This performance was also Xiao Yao's deliberate decision last night. First of all, he is not good at comforting and enlightening others. He doesn't know how to let Xiao Siqi out of guilt and sadness through words. In this case, it's better to give him a little fierce, let his attention from guilt and sadness to his own unique. Anyway, they also need to show some maturity far beyond their peers to fight for more discourse and autonomy for their future life.

Xiao Siqi was really surprised. In his impression, his son should still be a child whose parents call him clearly, but he is not agile. He seems to have grown up a lot and understood a lot. Xiao Siqi looks at his father in doubt. Xiao Chengru's expression has recovered at this time. After I woke up yesterday, I felt the same about him as you do now. For this reason, I went to consult his attending doctor and brain experts in the hospital yesterday. Doctors said that Bayi's performance should be related to the impact on the head this time. As for why there is such a change, they can not explain. The doctor said that the human brain is a wonderful thing, human understanding of it is far from enough. But it's a good thing. Maybe this is what the ancients called "enlightening" or "enlightening". It seems that we all have to learn to adapt to this kind of Bayi in the future. "

Hearing his father say so, Xiao Siqi thought it was the same. Kids are getting smarter, which is the only good thing about this disaster. Probably, this is the so-called blessing and misfortune.

"Bayi, don't you really blame dad?" Xiao Siqi figured this out and naturally returned to his tangled mind.

Xiao Yao is a little speechless, but it also shows that his father really loves his wife and children, otherwise he would not be so tangled.

"It's not your fault." Xiao Yao rolled his eyes, and then continued to look for topics to divert Xiao Siqi's attention. He looked around in the ward, and then asked Xiao Chengru, "grandfather, do you have a pen on you?"

"What do you want a pen for?" Xiao Chengru asked curiously.

"I remember hearing my mother say before that signing my name on the plaster is to express my wish for the patient's early recovery. I want to sign my name on my father's plaster." Xiao Yao replied.

"Can you write your name?" Xiao Chengru asked. The child can't be so evil.

"I can't write about Xiao Yao's name, but my mother taught me that." Probably feeling Xiao Chengru's surprise, Xiao Yao also felt that he was acting too much and temporarily changed his name to a simpler one.

Maybe he felt that his pen might not write smoothly on plaster, and Xiao Yao was not easy to control. Xiao Chengru went to the nurse station to borrow a marker. It's about the same size as a watercolor pen for children's painting. Xiao Yao should be much more comfortable with it.

Xiao Yao took a marker pen and imitated children's handwriting on the plaster. He wrote "Xiao Bayi" askew as much as possible. He handed the pen to Xiao Chengru and said, "grandfather, you can also sign one."

Xiao Chengru laughingly takes over the pen, and Yiyan signs his name on the plaster of Xiao Siqi's left hand. Xiao Chengru has some attainments in calligraphy. The three characters of "Xiao Chengru" are written with silver hook and iron stroke, which is quite interesting compared with the crooked "Xiao Bayi" above.

Looking at the three words "Xiao Chengru", Xiao Yao thought that his grandfather's calligraphy was not really covered, so he said to Xiao Chengru, "grandfather, your handwriting is really beautiful, just like the one printed on the book. Can you teach me how to write?"

"Yes, as long as you like, my grandfather can teach you to write brush words. The words written by the brush are more beautiful." Xiao Chengru said with a smile. Although his calligraphy has been professionally recognized, he is very happy to hear the praise of his three-year-old grandson.

Xiao Siqi is happy to see the old and the young, and his mood seems to have improved a lot. He looked at Xiao Yao and said, "Bayi, you have to learn from your grandfather. Learn all your grandfather's skills. Don't be like your father or me in the future. "

Xiao Yao looked at Xiao Siqi strangely and said, "what's the matter with you?"Xiao Siqi said with a smile: "when I was young, my father also learned calligraphy and painting from your grandfather. Unfortunately, your father was too busy to be calm. After learning half a bucket of water, I couldn't learn any more. At that time, your grandfather was depressed for a long time. "

"What's the level of half a bucket of water?" Xiao Yao asked deliberately.

"Well, it's just a little bit better than ordinary people. I can barely see it." Xiao Siqi stretched out his right hand and touched Xiao Yao's head.

Although he is his own cheap father, Xiao Yao is not used to being touched. He took Xiao Chengru's marker pen and walked to the end of the bed. He replied: "don't worry, I must have filled the bucket. You won't be able to see such ugly words written by me in the future. Now, I have to sign the plaster on your feet so you can see it a few more times. "

Xiao Chengru and Xiao Siqi were stunned by Xiao Yao's saying that the bucket was full. A moment later, they realized that Xiao Yao was responding to Xiao Siqi's saying that the bucket was half full of water, and they immediately laughed.

"Dad, I want to discuss something with you." Xiao Siqi takes a look at Xiao Yao who signs his plaster on his feet and turns to his father.

"What's the matter? You said Xiao Chengru responded.

"As the saying goes, it takes me a hundred days to break my bones and muscles. Even if I am discharged from hospital, I'm afraid I'll have to stay for two or three months. It's certainly not convenient for me to take good care of Bayi. So I want Bayi to stay with you for a few months, and you can take care of him for a while. Originally, I was worried that you were old and the child was so young that I was afraid he would make you miserable. I was going to pay for a babysitter at first. But now that Bayi is so sensible and like a little adult, it doesn't seem very difficult to take care of him. Now he says that he wants to learn calligraphy with you, so I think it's better for him to follow you. " Xiao Siqi said seriously.

"What's the problem? I wish my grandson would be close to me. " Xiao Chengru said with a natural face, "you try to be at ease. When you miss your son, call me and I'll take him to see you. It's not too late to come and pick him up when he's healed

Xiao Siqi nodded and said to Xiao Yao, "Bayi, would you like to live with your grandfather for a few months first? Dad's going to pick you up when he's healed. "

"Good." Xiao Yao immediately nodded. In the face of this age and their actual psychological age of men, "Dad Dad" called. For Xiao Yao at present, there are still some discomforts in his heart. It's better to stay with his grandfather.

Xiao Yao then observed in the hospital for two days. When all the examination results came out and showed that he had no problem at all, Xiao Chengru went through the discharge procedures for him. Finally, Xiao Siqi was told to take good care of himself. After that, they went back to Xiao Chengru's house.

The capital Yanjing, LC District, Hutong, a quite old small courtyard, Xiao Yao was stunned. As in previous lives, to be able to have such a residence is either to have a considerable heritage or wealth, or both. Xiao Chengru, obviously, is mainly the former.

"Grandfather, you have a wonderful place. You own the whole yard? " Xiao Yao asked in surprise.

"This is uploaded by our old Xiao Jiazu, but it can't be said that it belongs to me alone." Xiao Chengru said with a smile.

"Ah? Is there someone else in the yard? " Xiao Yao is disappointed.

"Yes, and your father and your share. You are also from the Xiao family." Xiao Chengru looks at Xiao Yao's disappointment and laughs. "But your father thinks my place is too old to live here. Otherwise, it's OK for all three of us to live here. "

"Dad is not used to living here. At the end of the lane, the car couldn't get in. He was in trouble. And his bunch of musical instruments, his bad habit of playing the piano and writing songs in the middle of the night, make the neighbors have no choice but to pat your door. " Xiao Yao nodded, then said: "however, when dad is your age, it must be good to put it here for the elderly."

"Ha ha, I can see if the yard is still there." Xiao Chengru is happy. In my heart, it's not because of the dialogue with Xiao Yao, who is beyond his age. After a few days of adaptation, Xiao Chengru has become used to it, but because of Xiao Yao's happy Beijing film. A few days ago, when he was in the hospital, Xiao Yao was obviously speaking with a little bit of Xiangjiang treasure island. At the end of his words, he habitually brought words like "La" and "Ni". This is probably influenced by her mother. It seems that many people in her circle like this tone. But today, after taking Xiao Yao around the old Hutong in Yanjing and having a casual chat with these old Yanjing people who are regarded as indigenous people in the Hutong, Xiao Yao caught hold of some very characteristic words in the old Yanjing dialect and said things with Beijing flavor. It's a great gift for language.

Xiao found that Sun Tzu seemed to be interested in this kind of old Yanjing Hutong. Probably because my son lives in a high-end and modern community near the CBD business district, Sun Tzu has never seen the Hutong. He is also happy to take his grandson to experience the Hutong Culture of old Yanjing. So after dinner, Xiao took his grandson out for a walk. Because they are all old neighbors who have lived for more than ten years or even decades, almost all the people they meet during this walk can stop and chat. The sensible and smart grandson has a sweet mouth, and the old man is much more happy with his age-matched address.When he went to bed at night, Xiao Chengru wanted his grandson to live with him. But Xiao Yao insisted on living in a room alone. However, Xiao Yao can only be arranged in the East chamber. Watch Xiao Yao clean himself with the washing utensils prepared for him, take off his clothes, shoes and socks and get into the bed. He doesn't have to interfere in the whole process. His agility seems to be more reassuring than that of a seven or eight year old child. Xiao Chengru thinks that his job of taking care of his grandson for several months should be very easy.