Chapter 44 Dreaming of Mommy

When the pocket came back, he greeted him namelessly. This child always smiles when he sees her, and I don't know who she inherited. Now she doesn't like to laugh, Hua Tianxiu, hum, a black-faced ghost.

Nameless next to her body, sniffed on her, and looked very serious. Pocket didn't say anything. He put down the suitcase and fell on the sofa. This sitting, I actually felt that my waist was not sore and my back was not painful. It seemed that this Indian woman's massage skills were first-class.

"Pocket, you have a smell on your body." Nameless.

"What does it taste like?" Pocket pocket asked, and I guess he was talking about the smell of essential oil.

"There is a smell of flowers."

Pocket understood that he was talking about the smell of clothes. She said with a little surprise, "You can smell it."

"Hmm." Nod without a name.

It's late autumn now. He is wearing a thick sweater, and his clothes are loosely hanging on his body, which looks very cute. Pocket opened the suitcase, took out the gold pendant from this program, and handed it to the nameless.

"What is this?" He took it anonymously and asked curiously.

"I won this program." Pocket said, afraid that he would not understand, and explained, "You will see it when you watch TV in a few days."

Nameless, he picked up the pendant and looked at it again and again. It was the shape of a little pig's head. He smiled and asked loudly, "Wow, did you get the first place?"

Pocket nodded, "Otherwise, where did this come from?"

"Have you also defeated the German dog?"

He smiled pocketly and nodded again.

"Then I also have something to reward you." He said nameless and mysteriously, took out a notebook from the room, turned to one of the pages, and pushed it to the pocket.

Pocket looked down and saw a girl painted on it, looking like a cherry ball.

"What is this?" Pocketly asked.

"Does it look like you?" The nameless held his cheeks on both sides and asked, his eyes narrowed into two crescents.

"Did you draw me?"

"Yes."

"But my hair is not that long."

"I drew the photo that my mother-in-law showed me. When your hair is longer than it is now.

Pocket looked at her funny look in her pen, and there was a trace of pity in her heart. She casually turned the notebook to the back page and saw a picture of three people.

"What is this?" Pocketly asked.

"This is me," said the nameless pointing to the little man in the middle, and then pointing to the two people next to him, whispering, "This may be mommy, this may be Daddy."

His voice is slightly lower, as if he is not confident. Pocket suddenly stopped talking.

The nameless said, "I drew it with other children."

Dad? Mommy? Does he still have these two things? Thinking of Hua Tianxiu, the pocket was angry. She suddenly picked up the book, tore the painting into four pieces, patted it on the table, and said, "You don't have a father and mommy, you are not allowed to draw in the future!"

He stared at her blankly, with the corners of his mouth tight, and he didn't say anything for a long time, just looking at her.

Mom came out of the kitchen, scolded a few words, and comforted the nameless. She wanted to take the nameless back to the room, but the child did not leave. He took the transparent glue, squatted under his pocket, and pasted the torn picture back.

The nameless paste the picture, hold it on your chest, and say, "This is the homework that the teacher asked us to hand in."

I don't know whether I'm angry or guilty, and I feel salty in my mouth.

He lowered his eyes and said, "Pocket, don't be angry. I shouldn't lie. However, I must have my father and mother, otherwise how could I be?"

Pocket swallowed and didn't say anything.

He said in a nameless pleading tone, "Just draw this time."

It turned out that he felt that he was lying, so he wanted to ask for her forgiveness. Pocket sighed and said, "Love painting."

He muttered, "I'm still young now. When I grow up and have the ability, I'll go to my father and mommy."

Sun Fangzhi looked at the pocket and looked slightly happy and silently returned to the kitchen.

Pocket asked, "What if your father and mother don't want to see you?"

"How can there be a father and mother who doesn't want to see an unknown father and mother?" Nameless asked with his head tilted.

The pocket was blocked by his words.

"That must have been a nameless mistake. They won't forgive me." He said to himself in a conjective tone, thought for a moment, and then said, "Pocket, don't worry, I'll make them like me."

"Your grandparents, where did your mom and dad go?"

"Grandpa said that Daddy and Mommy are very playful and playing hide-and-seek with the nameless." Seeing that the nameless pocket didn't say anything, he said, "Daddy and Mommy must be waiting for me somewhere. When I'm 10 years old, I'll go to find them.

The firm tone, accompanied by the child's voice, and with his own imaginary logic, pocket felt bitter and funny.

Late at night, Sun Fangzhi coaxed her nameless to sleep, sat next to the pocket, and said in a complaining tone, "How old are you? You still care about the child!"

Pocket sighed and heard a dream from the nameless room.

"Dad...Mommy..." Sun Fangzhi walked over softly and saw the nameless corners of her mouth smiling.

"He's calling you. I don't care." Sun Fangzhi glanced at the pocket and turned into the room.

Pocket knew that her mother was implying that she went in to accompany the nameless, and her heart was wandering. When she fell asleep without a name, she walked in silently.

This is her child's room, and she stepped in for the first time. It is a small children's room, but the bed is very large. The nameless little hand was raised on both sides of his ears, and his cheeks were red. Pocket sat down and helped him pull down the quilt. His hand touched his body and felt warm and hot.

He must be dreaming, his mouth gently raised to both sides, and his face was high.

"I found you..." The nameless shouted softly.

He smiled softly and dreamed of playing Daddy and Mommy's hide-and-seek game, right? She looked at him calmly, looked at the head of the bed, and saw a photo of Yao Bo and the nameless. In the photo, Yao Bo has white hair and pale hair, with two big hands holding nameless armpits, which makes the nameless laugh and looks so lively.

She suddenly remembered that her grandmother didn't like him, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad. Such a young child realizes who likes him and who doesn't like him. She should be a bad sister in his heart, right?

She pulled the quilt. As soon as she was about to go out, she turned over and turned to the edge of the bed. Pocket gently pushed him into the middle, but the kid turned to the other side and almost fell down again. In this way, Pocket sat next to him for a long time, pulling his rolling body back and forth.

The next morning, pocket was woken up by the call.

"Pocket, pocket..." A crisp voice called her.

Pocket became confused and saw that the person in front of him was nameless.

"Pocket, your alarm clock is ringing." The nameless took the mobile phone to her, and she saw that it was already 7:30. When he got up, something slipped behind him. He picked up the carpet that fell on the floor, patted it, and put it back **.

Pocket saw herself sitting on the floor with her arms lying on the edge of the bed. She rubbed her eyes and asked, "Did I sleep like this last night?" With that, she remembered that she had been here all night last night and finally fell asleep.

The nameless said, "Grandpa said that I would roll around when I slept." He frowned and thought of something. He said excitedly, "Pocket, if you want to sleep with me, sleep here." Nameless pressed the seat on the left with his hand, ran to the seat on the right, and then said, "I sleep here. There is a carpet here. It won't hurt if you fall.

Pocket was caught off guard by the boy's sudden idea and laughed speechlessly: "Kid, who said I was going to sleep with you? I heard you talking in your sleep, so I came in and had a look. I accidentally fell asleep!" After saying that, he grabbed his hair, got up and walked out.

"I dreamed of finding Daddy and Mommy last night." Nameless.

"Oh..." Pocket hurriedly took the porridge in the bowl and said casually.

"Mommy is as small as I thought."

She paused and whispered, "It should be, otherwise you are so young."

Before going out, Pocket thought of something, walked to Sun Fangzhi and said, "Mom, that..."

"What's the matter? It's hesitant."

Pocket avoided being nameless and said in her mother's ear, "Ask a master to put two handles on the nameless bed."

My mother was a little surprised and said in an inadvertent tone, "Just say it. It's still so low, like being a thief."

**

The ratings of Gamer continue to rise, but recently, the people in the program team have felt that the situation is changing little by little. In order to pursue the best shooting, Gamer's original programs were the most advanced venues. All game venues should be equipped with cameras, stereos and microphones, plus the equipment needed for the game. After the first episode of the program, you have to go to at least four or five venues. Sometimes, in order to find a place to meet the needs of the program, sometimes you have to go to other places. The cost is so large that it is difficult to calculate.

The huge investment has brought excellent publicity effect. The "heat-up" special and extra special of the program have attracted public attention, and the names of several hosts have also started. However, the recording of the next few episodes began to take a moderation route. The most obvious change is that the game venue is limited, and the game venue is often temporarily changed before departure. The original venue changed its mind, and finally retreated to a remote area, or temporarily find some small clubs to repair the planning plan, and make do with the first phase of the catalogue.

I don't know whether the material changes have led to a change in the humanistic atmosphere, or whether it's really strange. The people of the production team and the director's team have not looked right recently. Leaders who were common on the set are rare. It is said that Hua Tianxiu has been traveling in other places for more than half a month in a row, and there is no shadow.

On this day, Gao Xia sent a truck of boxed lunches to visit the class. Everyone seemed to have been hungry for a long time without eating. When they saw a sumptuous work meal, they rushed up and divided it up two or three times. Under the strong appeal and kind invitation of the production team, Gao Xia made a guest appearance in the middle of the program, which was quite pleasing.

The original shabby scene became much higher-grade because of Gao Xia's rescue. In fact, there were not many guests invited in the early stage of the program, and there were only a few loud names. Gao Xia suddenly appeared as a guest star, and the publicity and promotion of the program were about to reach a new peak.

Gao Xia dined with several staff members in the lounge and heard the production team's concerns about the next game setting. Because of the limitations of the venue, the temporary adjustment of the originally planned game plan still follows the links of the previous two programs, but I'm afraid of the lack of novelty.

Elaine suddenly suggested: "Why don't you try adding the element of 'couple partner'?"

The idea of "couple" has been considered before, but it needs to be observed who the pocket will be matched with. Elaine mentioned the old story again, and the program team also wants to take this opportunity to consider the tacit understanding between the hosts and see how much the audience's response to the "screen couple".

Elaine has made a new correction to the game. Originally, it was a personal battle between the five hosts. Thirty staff members gathered in a large circle and threw tennis at the host trapped in the middle. The purpose of the male hosts was to guard the pocket from being hit by the ball.

Before the shooting began, Gao Xia teased the pocket: "You are double enough. It's rare for so many handsome men to walk around you."

"Tastaking care of the only woman is the most basic demeanor of a gentleman."

"I think you have been in a good mood for a long time and pretend to be calm."

The pocket was speechless. He gave him a blank look, made a look of nymphomaniac, and said, "Yes, I'm looking forward to it!" Who can protect me? Should I marry with my body?