I Give Half of My Life to You

Lin Miao was a little nervous, and the doctor said in a soft voice, "Little Master is in poor health, don't take him out to blow hair, you know?"

Lin Miao asked softly, "Can I just walk around the room? Don't go out and blow the hair."

"This is okay. But you also pay attention to safety and fall, you can't take responsibility."

Lin Miao nodded, and when he came out, he was relieved and didn't hit her.

In the past, every time the teacher asked her to go to the office, she had to beat her palms and let her hold the teaching whip, which made her particularly afraid of being called by an adult to chat.

The young master was asleep. Lin Miao was alone in her own room reading a book. She was a little scared. She had a younger brother and mother at home, picked wood and mushrooms, and had friends.

So, secretly holding Chinese language and pen, slipped into the little master's room.

He is still sleeping.

Lin Miao sat on the ground, reading and recognizing words while waiting for the young master to wake up.

Lin Miao didn't touch the book much. Starting from the first lesson, "Our National Primary School", these were all told by the teacher.

She didn't want to read at all, but she promised her mother, she would read, and she must read.

Lin Miao spelled the new words lightly, but did not make a sound, and then wrote them down again.

Some of their new textbooks have pinyin in their current textbooks, but most of them have no pinyin.

Lin Miao didn't know many words, and she remembered it. The dictionary her mother bought her, she forgot to take it away.

"What are you doing? Cough cough..." At this moment, a voice came from the top of the head.

Lin Miao raised his head and saw the young master woke up. Lin Miao was a little shy and said, "I am studying."

At this time, the young master also saw the new words and pinyin written in her book, and he smiled and said, "Come here."

Lin Miao came to him, and the young master took her textbook and said, "You are in the third grade, which is good."

Lin Miao nodded, thinking that he was ill and certainly had not been to school, so he said modestly, "No, I won't do much, it's not material for learning."

The young master was serious, looked at the text in her textbook, "Can't you read it with a line drawn below?"

Lin Miao nodded embarrassedly.

The young master said, "Come here a little."

Lin Miao leaned in front of him, and the young master's beautiful hand held her pen, then pointed at her and drew a horizontal line and said, "This word, read the cashmere."

Lin Miao followed, "Rong."

"You read this sentence again." The young master took her shabby pen and pointed to the entire sentence.

"From all the paths...with...pompoms and sunflowers, there are... many elementary school students." Lin Miao said, she was a little stunned.

The young master pointed to the word "velvet" again.

Lin Miao read it accurately.

The young master said, "You write Pinyin on it, you won't forget it later."

Lin Miao blushed and took the pen from the young master, but only wrote one r.

The young master saw her blushing, took the pen, and added "ong." behind the slightly crooked r.

The little master's letters are very nicely written, in stark contrast to the r in front.

Lin Miao's face was even redder, and she regretted not writing normally.

The young master pointed at the pinyin and wrote, "R.ong, velvet."

Lin Miao quickly followed.

Then he started the next line drawn by Lin Miao.

Two people teach one by one, and get the first text straight.

Lin Miao began to study for the young master, her voice is very energetic, and she will be frustrated, listening to make people feel good mood.

Lin Miao discovered for the first time that reading and studying can be a very happy thing.

In the evening, Grandma came back and had dinner with Grandma, and the young master went back to his own room.

Lin Miao wanted to know that the young master must have slept again.

Because my mother said, she sleeps after she has eaten enough, which is bad for her health. She always thinks so.

So she quickly slipped in and found out that the young master was lying on the bed again.

Lin Miao went to pull him and found out that he still didn't know what to call him.

The young master was called by the housekeeper and the doctor. She didn't want to call it that way.

Xiaoyu was called by grandma and his mother.

They asked her to call his brother. Lin Miao is not a competitive person, competing with her younger brother for size is purely teasing him to play.

So, Lin Miao thought for a while and whispered to him, "Brother, sleep again later, okay?"

Lin Miao's voice was soft in the first place, and even softer when lowered.

The little master froze for a moment, turned his head, and saw her eyes shining brightly at him, and said with special anticipation, "Brother, brother, let's go to see the stars. The sun is so big today during the day, there must be many stars at night."

The young master wanted to say that he didn't want to get up, but was still pulled up by Lin Miao.

The young man's ears were red and he didn't speak.

Lin Miao felt that the words "brother" were really nice. She didn't have an elder brother, so she never called anyone else's elder brother.

The doctor said, without blowing the hair, so Lin Miao took the young master to the window sill, and then found that there were tens of thousands of lights outside, but he could not see half a star.

Lin Miao did not feel frustrated, but she discovered that her brother's window was so beautiful.

She has never seen such a beautiful night.

The young master originally thought she was disappointed, because there was no star in the sky, and then heard her say, "This is so beautiful."

The young master found that Shui Shui is completely different in front of him and in front of others. When eating, she is very gentle and does not talk to people very much, but in front of him, she has always been a surging type. What to say.

Lin Miao still said, "Brother, let me tell you a story."

When she was at home, on summer evenings, she and her brother were under the pear tree in the yard, and they would tell their brother a story under the stars.

The young master wanted to know what story she wanted to tell, so she said, "You tell."

"On a rainy night," Lin Miao remembered the content just after the sentence. It was a story about an old witch eating a child who was electrocuted. Lin Miao stopped. This story was given by her little partner. The scary stories she tells are not suitable for telling the young master, for fear of scaring him.

Then reacted, her stories are all stories that adults in the village told her to scare children. They are not suitable for telling the young master, what if they scare him?

So, he said a little embarrassedly, "I forgot what was behind."

The young master believed, after all, she had a bad memory, and he had seen it during the day.

"Then tell me something about your school," said the young master.