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Chapter 201 Dressing as a ball in the text of running with the ball (4)

As soon as I saw the child, I hugged him and cried excitedly.

"Xiao Luo, did you scare your mother to death?"

The child, Zhou Xiaoluo, looked at the crying mother, and there was a little light in his eyes.

"sorry."

Zhou Xiaoluo spoke in a very low voice, Mrs. Zhou was close to him, but she heard it too.

She opened her eyes wide and supported Zhou Xiaoluo's shoulders, her voice could not conceal the surprise.

"Xiao Luo, did you speak?!"

Wang Lanlan on the side had question marks all over her face.

What she said was as if a child couldn't speak, but she was talking to the air just now.

Zhou Xiaoluo tilted her head, the young child didn't understand why her mother was so excited, she just pointed to the picture on the phone and said.

"Mom, I want ducks."

Mrs. Zhou: "!! You called me mom!"

Zhou Xiaoluo was hugged tightly by her mother, patted her on the back helplessly, and continued to express her appeal.

"Mom, I want ducks."

The son mentioned the duck twice, and he seemed to like it very much. Mrs. Zhou controlled her emotions and asked softly.

"What kind of duck does Xiao Luo want? Mom will take you to buy it."

Hearing this, Zhou Xiaoluo raised the phone to show Mrs. Zhou.

Seeing that the screen of the mobile phone was black, Mrs. Zhou was confused.

But this strange mobile phone made her finally remember that there is another person here.

"Is this your cell phone? I'm sorry, my child's situation is a little special, please forgive me if I offend you." Mrs. Zhou apologized politely to Wang Lanlan.

Wang Lanlan waved her hand indifferently, "He seems to like the ducks in the picture very much, so I'll show him the phone, it's not a big deal, but if you take your child out, you should watch it more, otherwise you won't know when the child disappears. "

Mrs. Zhou naturally thanked her again, and admitted her negligence, and then thought that Zhou Xiaoluo might like the ducks in the picture too much, and troubled Wang Lanlan to unlock the phone, wanting to see what kind of ducks he was planning to buy for his children. only.

"Here, it's this picture. Don't look at the childish style of painting, but the child likes it. Just now, he took the initiative to come to me and told me that he wanted to see ducks and ducks. I showed her, and I didn't want to let go while holding the phone." Wang Lanlan Unlocked the phone and showed the picture to Mrs. Zhou.

Mrs. Zhou saw that this painting was indeed naive, like it was drawn by a child of a few years old, but since Zhou Xiaoluo liked it, it was the first time to express her liking in words, so of course she had to be satisfied.

"This kind of duck should be sold in pet shops, Xiao Luo, shall we buy it?" Mrs. Zhou coaxed Zhou Xiaoluo, wanting to hear him speak again.

Zhou Xiaoluo hadn't spoken since he was born. After the doctor determined that it was a child with depression, they found many experts to treat the child, but they didn't see any effect. Zhou Xiaoluo still didn't speak.

I don't even like to meet people, I don't like to go out, and it is accompanied by slow thinking, and my mood is often low.

In this situation, he could only take care of Zhou Xiaoluo at home. Even though he was five years old, he hadn't been to school yet, let alone had any friends.

When I went out today, I still coaxed me for a while before I was willing to come out for a walk.

Mrs. Zhou thought, if these ducks can make Zhou Xiaoluo's situation better, she can buy a few hundred of them.

But what Zhou Xiaoluo wanted was not the duck she mentioned. When she heard that she wanted to take him to buy it, she shook her head violently, pointing to the phone stubbornly and said.

"Draw, I want Duck to draw."

Now Mrs. Zhou understood that what Zhou Xiaoluo wanted was paintings, not real objects.

Mrs. Zhou looked at the account that posted the picture, wrote down the Weibo, and then asked Wang Lanlan about the blogger.

"Is this blogger a master painter, or a painter who has worked in the psychotherapy industry?"

"...Probably not at all. If he was that powerful, he would have certified Weibo a long time ago. After being complained by so many people, he would still be as quiet as a chicken and do nothing. And the level of this painting, how do you think Not too high."

Wang Lanlan's words were very euphemistic, just based on the few Weibo posts she tweeted, it can be seen how bad she thinks this painting is.

Mrs. Zhou didn't agree with what she said, especially when she saw the words that Yu Zhu and Hua uttered at the same time, she felt that she had met an expert.

"Really talented people don't care about these false names, and her paintings can make Xiao Luo talk, which can prove that she is extraordinary."

After speaking, Mrs. Zhou was not angry when she saw Wang Lanlan's suspicious expression of "Are you okay?" and told her about Zhou Xiaoluo's situation.

Hearing that Zhou Xiaoluo hadn't spoken since he was born, Wang Lanlan thought of the two words she said to him before, and Wang Lanlan was dizzy looking at the childish desert duck drawing on her phone.

This painting of a primary school student can make a depressed child speak, isn't it possible?

If one painting can really cure depression, those patients still take medicine so painfully, what are they doing to cooperate with the doctor's treatment?Come to her Weibo to see the painting.

Wang Lanlan's words were just slander, but she didn't know that these words would become a prophecy later, cured countless patients with diseases, and became the dawn of light in the hearts of patients.

After Mrs. Zhou took Zhou Xiaoluo home, she told her husband that it would be best if Zhou could contact Yu Zhu to buy the painting.

Seeing with his own eyes that his son would talk when he saw this painting, Mr. Zhou was so happy that he wished he could help Zhou Xiaoluo buy the painting immediately and hang it in the child's room.

It's not that their husband and wife are impulsive, but that as long as they think that Zhou Xiaoluo can talk just by looking at the pictures on his phone, then putting the pictures in front of his eyes will cure the depression faster, right?

They thought about it, and after considering their tone, they sent a private message to Yu Zhu's Weibo, explaining that there is a child suffering from depression at home, and they want to buy the painting of the desert duck.

This was posted by the two after discussing it. It was not because they were reluctant not to give a price, but because they were thinking that since this expert can share this miraculously effective painting on Weibo for free, he must be a person who does not admire fame and wealth. They mentioned Money, on the contrary, smells like copper to an expert.

Yu Zhu, who is not so noble, and is so poor that he wants to drink less milk powder to save money, if he hears it, he will definitely say, let's throw this money more violently, the smell of copper or something, who can refuse this fragrant smell.

After receiving this private message, Yu Zhu's eyes lit up, and he put the finished milk bottle aside.

The milk powder has just been finished, it seems that her ability is not fully imprisoned by her small body.

Yu Zhupa pulled the tablet, sent a message to Mr. Zhou and the others, asked for the address, and marked a price of [-] yuan for the painting money.

Most families can afford this money, and the clear price tag can also prevent the family members of those patients from guessing how much money is appropriate, saving time and effort.

Mr. Zhou and Mrs. Zhou, who had been waiting for a reply with their mobile phones, heard the phone ringing and quickly opened it to check.

Seeing the painting money that Yu Zhu said, the two looked at each other, which made their thoughts more firm.

This expert really doesn't care about fame and fortune, so I'm afraid he just said the money casually.

The Zhou family is not short of money. Because there is an old man in the family who likes to paint, he has also participated in several auctions to auction paintings, although they can't estimate the price of the painting of the desert duck.

But just because of the role given by the painting itself, this painting can make countless people scramble to raise their placards and raise their prices, and it can be won for as little as [-] yuan.

(End of this chapter)