Qiao Lan knew that Tan Mo was very dependent on her now, but Uncle Chen's words sounded a little weird, Qiao Lan didn't think much.
Chen Botan admitted frankly that there was indeed an idea to help her, but he did need Qiao Lan's help. Qiao Lan felt that she was convinced.
Qiao Lan went upstairs to pack his things and sighed, including food and housing, good food and good accommodation, why not go.
Alas, I am so realistic.
Qiao Lan didn't have a lot of things, brought so clothes and books, and soon got off, waiting for the car to chat with Uncle Chen casually.
There are so things that Uncle Chen wouldn't say when Tan Mo was there, but now that Tan Mo is not there, Uncle Chen has no taboo, such as Qiao Lan's real family situation.
Uncle Chen asked her if her parents would be anxious if she didn't go ho. Qiao Lan didn't need to hide it. From the perspective of a bystander, she said a lot of the best people in Qiao's family. Qiao Lan felt that she was in a good mood.
Uncle Chen glanced at the girl with a faint expression in the rearview mirror, and thought that this child is indeed much more mature than the average child of this age.
Because of Tan Mo's illness, it is difficult to make friends with his peers. At the beginning, Uncle Chen thought that if one day Tan Mo had a close friend, that friend would be a little older than Tan Mo, if he was a peer. , Will also be more mature than his peers, because in this way can he have more patience to tolerate Tan Mo's temper, take the trouble to resolve his indifference, and slowly understand him.
Uncle Chen watched Tan Mo grow so big, from the indifference and estrangent a few years ago, and the changes bit by bit now, no one knows the joy of Uncle Chen's heart. Although Tan Mo was still expressionless, he gradually learned how to take the initiative and how to care for people; he understood the richer emotions, happiness, anger, disappointnt, and even grievances, and he slowly felt bit by bit. .
The boy will always have only a black and white world, slowly adding so new colors again, although it is slow, but it has already made him extrely pleasantly surprised.
Uncle Chen knows how difficult it is for Tan Mo to et such a person, so Uncle Chen will try to seize every opportunity to make Tan Mo and Qiao Lan get closer, such as today's remarks, such as his intention to be in school. The group leader greeted him, hoping to put Qiao Lan and Tan Mo in the sa class.
Fortunately, Qiao Lan's grades are also very good, otherwise it's a little difficult to handle.
Tan Mo actually didn't like the close-up of the upcoming sumr vacation. Although he said that he now has Qiao Lan's phone number to contact, Qiao Lan also said that he would co to him when he had ti and would invite him out to eat.
But it didn't say the specific ti. Even if the specific ti was ntioned, it was only once or twice.
The sumr vacation is so long, the vacation of nearly two months, once or twice is really pitiful.
Why is the sumr vacation so long, can't it be a little shorter like the winter vacation?
Taking out a book from the bookshelf again, it cleared the ss of thoughts out of his head, and for a mont only the symbols and words that his peers could not understand or understood were left.
After Tan Mo devoted himself to sothing, it was difficult for him to be disturbed. After reading all the content he wanted to read intently, he felt a little thirsty, so he opened the door of the room and prepared to drink so water in the kitchen.
Then he saw soone in his own ho who was stunned for a long ti.
Qiao Lan was sitting on the sofa in front of the coffee table with a book in her hand. It was the set of world history that Tan Mo gave to Qiao Lan. There was no movent in Tan Mo's room just after entering the door. Uncle Chen said Tan Mo was reading, so Qiao Lan didn't bother to go in and disturb him either.
Smiling and looking at the dazed Tan Mo, Qiao Lan pointed to the cut oranges on the table, "After reading it, take a break and eat sothing?"
Tan Mo still didn't react a bit until Uncle Chen ca out of his room and briefly explained to Tan Mo. After listening, Tan Mo turned his head and said to Qiao Lan, "Don't take care of ."
"Huh?" Qiao Lan looked up.
"Aunt Chen is not here, just stay here."
It's fine if you live, and you don't need to take care of him or do anything. Tan Mo thinks that Qiao Lan is already very good and very good.
Uncle Chen looked at Tan Mo's sincere appearance and enjoyed it for a long ti, and he knew it would definitely be beneficial to coax Qiao Lan into the house.
Tan Mo was unhappy from the beginning, and then suddenly beca stunned. It seed that he was happy in hindsight, but then there was uncontrollable tension. Although he was still expressionless, Joe Lan saw Tan Mo's daily movents in circles when he was nervous.
The dinner was made by Tan Mo's full-ti dietitian, and it was delivered at a fixed ti. Usually, Aunt Chen cooks it herself according to the dietitian's al. Now Aunt Chen is not here, so I changed to the nutritionist to co in person.
Although Qiao Lan said that she used to work everywhere, her life experience has been quite rich, but because she didn't have a family since she was a child, she didn't know how to cook. The only good thing is making desserts and making coffee. After all, she had worked in coffee shops for a long ti. . At that ti, she was in college, and the cafe she went to was not far from the school. The store was small but very distinctive. The owner was a senior sister of Qiao Lan, who often taught Qiao Lan to make desserts in her spare ti.
Qiao Lan went around in the kitchen. Aunt Chen should be a person who likes to study cooking. There are all kinds of tools in the kitchen, and there are all kinds of fresh ingredients delivered every day in the refrigerator.
Looking at it, Qiao Lan was moved.
Tan Mo likes sweets very much. Qiao Lan discovered this after sitting at the sa table with Tan Mo for two months.
The seemingly cold boy is actually a sweet tooth, with a big contrast, but quite cute.
Qiao Lan took her mobile phone and used her mory to search for a few desserts that she had made, and they were also very good. After all, she didn't make it for a long ti and she didn't rember much. After searching, she cut the picture and saved it.
Give it a try when you have a chance.
I didn't expect the opportunity to co so soon.
Aunt Chen's hotown is not too far from here. It would take about three hours to drive by car. Before, Uncle Chen said that sothing happened to Aunt Chen's house and didn't specify what it was. As a result, after a few days, Uncle Chen told Qiao Lan himself I have to go there and I will be back tomorrow if I leave today, so I have to trouble Qiao Lan to take care of Tan Mo for one day.
Qiao Lan lived in Tanmo for several days, and observed Tanmo's daily life closely, but found that Tanmo was actually very independent in life.
Except for the books on the high shelves sotis, Tan Mo can do almost everything by himself, bathing, sleeping, and changing clothes. However, Uncle Chen still explained a lot to Qiao Lan about what Tan Mo must avoid. Things that can't be eaten, such as checking the windows of Tan Mo's room before going to bed, etc. He can't stand the night wind, and he can't have lights at night.
Qiao Lan took the small notebook and wrote down all of them. Tan Mo, who was sitting in the room but could hear Chen Bo and Qiao Lan talking, began to draw circles on the book nervously.
Although he had been at the sa table with Qiao Lan for half a year, he was still nervous when Qiao Lan ca to the house. Qiao Lan has been there recently. Tan Mo is finally less nervous, but now Uncle Chen is leaving, which ans that there are only two of them. Tan Mo beca nervous again.
Uncle Chen smiled after he finished talking. In fact, there is nothing to worry about. Tan Mo is not a child who can't live without people. Before, Tan's father would often let Tan Mo live there. He just took the opportunity to say this. To Qiao Lan.
After noon, Uncle Chen took a short rest, and then drove away. In the afternoon, Qiao Lan glanced at Tan Mo's still quiet room, and found out a bunch of pictures that she had intercepted that day, and deleted the words inside. After Mo Ji's food, he entered the kitchen and started to ponder it.
The room was not big, about one hundred and forty-five, and the room was very quiet. Tan Mo sat in his room and could hear Qiao Lan opened the refrigerator, probably looking for sothing.
Tan Mo stared at the book in front of him for a while, controlling the wheelchair to get out of the room.
Slowly entering the kitchen, Tan Mo saw Qiao Lan wearing the apron that Aunt Chen usually wears, holding her mobile phone and looking for sothing. As soon as she turned her head, Qiao Lan saw Tan Mo.
"Is it bothering you?" Qiao Lan put down the phone, "I want to be quieter."
"No," Tan Mo stared at Qiao Lan's apron. Aunt Chen wears it every day. Tan Mo never pays attention to anything. But now when she wears Qiao Lan, Tan Mo can't remove his eyes. At the sa ti, my heart was filled with indescribable intimacy.
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