HPDBC Chapter 542 The attic has become his world
Chapter 542 The attic has become his world
Mu Cen's temperament is more and more like Mu Yanzheng's, he only treats people coldly except those who are particularly close to him.
Now as he gets older, he is also very persistent about his hobbies.
If it wasn't for eating, he wished he would not leave his room or go downstairs for a day.
Meng Chu didn't pay much attention to this problem before, but gradually realized that this habit is not good.
Aunt Yu stood at the door of the kitchen and responded, "In addition to eating, I will stay in the courtyard for a while."
"noon?"
"Yes. For more than ten minutes, it seemed like I was looking for something in the soil."
The little guy's age is the time to explore all new things, as long as his temperament and behavior are not abnormal, she will not worry or interfere.
Aunt Yu walked towards her at this time, and said with a low smile, "Young master has a temperament like his father, so you don't have to worry. He has a quiet personality, but he is actually smart and has a high EQ."
"..."
These words touched Meng Chu's heart.
When Mu Cen was abroad, he was mischievous and ghostly, without any trace of Mu Yanzheng.
If it was suddenly like it, it has to be counted from the time after she fell into the sea. The little guy was hit hard and suffered from autism since then, but after he recovered, the whole person's character, especially when facing outsiders, was obvious. has changed a lot.
He is quiet, cold, and pitifully seldom talk.
"I'm going to ask him to come down for dinner."
Meng Chu thought for a moment, stood up from the sofa, and went upstairs.
The door of the leftmost room on the second floor was open. Meng Chu went in, but did not see his son.She panicked and ran downstairs to find Mrs. Yu.
"Cen Cen is not in the room."
Aunt Yu was a little surprised: "It shouldn't be, he usually doesn't go out by himself."
While talking, she quickly asked other servants to watch the pot in the kitchen and continue cooking dinner, while she followed Meng Chu to find Mu Cen.
The two went up to the second floor one after the other, and searched for Mu Cen's room and other guest rooms.
At this moment, Meng Chu signaled her not to move, and slowly raised her head.
The top floor is an attic, and generally no one goes up.
Ever since they moved here, Meng Chu had forgotten that there were rooms upstairs.
But at this moment, she vaguely heard footsteps on the roof.
"Is the young master in the attic?"
Aunt Yu made a bold guess.
After hesitating for a second, Meng Chu hurried towards the stairs leading to the end of the attic.
Sure enough, the originally locked iron door on the stairs was now open.
"Cen Cen!"
Meng Chu yelled at the top.
Soon, I heard the response: "Yes, I am here."
Meng Chu pulled the door and went up, while Mrs. Yu went downstairs in peace.
In the attic, Meng Chu was shocked when he came here for the first time.
I thought it was for sundries, but I didn't expect it to be carefully cleaned up.
Under the orange light, on the wooden red floor, some exquisite and high-quality gift boxes are placed on the shelves on both sides against the wall. Walking inside, there is a pair of three-seater wooden sofas, and there is another side next to the window. On the table, in addition to the globe, there is also a golden gramophone, and some old-fashioned old objects.
Next to it is a black, half-person tall one that looks like a telescope.
The direction facing is a glass window above the head.
At this time, Mu Cen was wearing a pair of small glasses, sitting in front of the table, holding tweezers in one hand, and pressing something on the table with the other.
He didn't have any big reaction to Meng Chu's appearance.
"What are you researching?"
The attic seemed to be his world.
Meng Chu approached gently, but found that he couldn't understand.
But seeing his focused appearance, he couldn't bear to disturb him.
So, after looking around the attic, I curiously walked to the shelf where the gift boxes were placed, carefully picked up a box and opened it, and inside was a beautiful scroll.
Meng Chu thought that some had been placed in the living room of the old house before, but because of the fire, everything was completely burned.
And now these are very likely to be things that the old lady likes.
She put it back to its original place and didn't read any more. Instead, she walked up to her son again and whispered, "It's time to eat."
Only then did Mu Cen agree to put down the object in his hand, and then took off his glasses, carefully putting them aside.
Before going downstairs, he still looked at the binoculars and glanced at the window directly above.
Meng Chu was curious, so he talked too much: "Look at the stars?"
The little guy nodded and was about to follow her down.
Meng Chu's eyes still stayed on the telescope, and he became suspicious for a moment: "You don't come here every night, do you?"
Mu Cen was afraid that Meng Chu would reprimand him, so he just smiled at her, but didn't answer.
Meng Chu leaned over and stroked his son's soft hair, and whispered softly: "Whatever you do in the future, you must report to Mommy. You see, Mommy is so worried when you come here."
"But here is at home, I don't think it's necessary."
Mu Cen pouted, feeling innocent.
Meng Chu didn't care too much, just smiled.
When the two went downstairs, Mu Cen deliberately walked behind and locked the iron door casually, as if the chassis of the attic belonged to him.
Seeing it, Meng Chu asked in surprise, "Where did you get the key?"
"I found it in the warehouse."
"Does grandma know?"
"should know."
Because once he went to the attic in the middle of the night and was caught by the old lady.
For this reason, the old lady was also invited to go to the attic to watch the stars.
Hearing the news, Meng Chu felt a little uncomfortable.
He never thought that his son, who was only six years old, would hide things from him, but would be so close to his grandma, telling her everything first.
Perhaps because he saw that Meng Chu was in a bad mood, Mu Cen immediately took her hand quickly, and said in a jumpy voice, "Now Mommy knows my secret, so I'll ask Mommy to watch the stars some other day."
"No, I don't like to watch."
Meng Chu pretended to be angry, took her hand away, and was about to go downstairs in big strides.
Mu Cen rushed to catch up and apologized: "Mommy, Cen Cen knows his mistake."
Hearing this, Meng Chu softened and stopped.
The mother and son went back to Mu Cen's room first, and they went downstairs after he put the key.
Each other, Mrs. Yu and the others have already prepared meals.
Just about to enter the dining room, Mu Yanzheng, who came back wrapped in the cold wind, called out: "Ah Chu."
Meng Chu turned his head and signaled his son to go in and wait, while he approached Mu Yanzheng with some worry.
"Why did you go?"
"Go out and talk about something."
Mu Yanzheng didn't want to tell her what was going on, so Meng Chu didn't ask. Instead, he took his arm and signaled to the sink on the first floor: "Go wash your hands first, dinner is ready."
"Where's Mom?"
"Shouldn't you be back?"
The old lady promised not to go to the temple, but she didn't see anyone that day, and she didn't know what she was busy with.
The two returned to the dining room, and the dinner was served one by one, and the old lady's meal was placed first.
Meng Chu looked up and asked Aunt Yu, "Is mother-in-law at home?"
"Yes, I came back in the afternoon. It seems that I have a headache. I went upstairs and didn't come down."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier."
As soon as Mrs. Yu's words fell, Meng Chu scolded her.
She looked at Mu Yanzheng with worried eyes, and couldn't hide it: "Your mother..."
Mu Yanzheng hurriedly told Sister Yu: "Go upstairs and have a look."