Sister Yu's first new tooth grows in three months, she utters her first mother at four months, she can crawl at five months, walk at six months, run at seven months, learn to read at eight months, and learn to read at nine months Recited poems, wrote in ten months, went hunting with Su Hu for the first time in the mountains in eleven months, dug up a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, and dug out a litter of tiger cubs at the age of one.
Since Su Hu's family adopted the little Fuwa, life has become more and more smooth. They bought a field and built a new house. Sister Qiao and Doudou went to school to study one after another.
The days of innocence and happiness passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, five years passed.
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The hottest day in the hot summer, at noon, the sun is scorching like fire, and the heat wave hits people.
"Gululu..."
A small head popped out of the rippling river water, a little girl with pink make-up and jade, wiped her face with a smile, spit out a few mouthfuls of river water, and swam nimbly to the bank holding a river mussel the size of a washbasin.
"Hey, my little ancestor, who is in the hot sun, slipped to the riverside after a while without seeing you, be careful of getting sunburnt, come back quickly."
Li Xiu'e stood in the shadow outside her courtyard wall, fanned her fan and looked towards the river bank, watching the little girl stand up from the river, and hurriedly urged her.
"Mom, look what I found from the bottom of the river!"
The little girl ran back from the river bank by wading through the water, and couldn't wait to hold up a huge river clam to present treasures. Her **** eyes were shining, and she was very beautiful.
"Go home and change clothes first, they are all soaked, and my little face is flushed from the sun."
Li Xiu'e's tender heart almost melted when the sound of the soft and glutinous milk came to her ears. She took the mussel and complained seemingly dissatisfied, but in fact she was full of pampering.
"Mom, I want to drink sour plum soup."
The little girl hugged her arm coquettishly, shaking it vigorously.
"Change first before drinking."
Li Xiu'e let her hang on her arm, pushed the door into the courtyard, and babbled as she walked: "My five-year-old sister, you have to pay attention to your image, and you can't be like those wild boys, running into the river every day, drying yourself!" It looks like a black catfish, not pretty."
Hearing what she said was interesting, the little girl smiled with crooked eyebrows, and her clear and melodious laughter echoed in the small courtyard like silver bells.
"You still have the nerve to laugh at others."
Li Xiu'e laughed angrily, and poked her forehead lightly: "You are almost as dark as him."
"Where is it?"
The little girl rubbed her arm affectionately and acted like a baby: "Qingluo is a good baby blessed by heaven, so she won't get tanned."
Su Qingluo is the name the little girl gave herself.
Falling is the fall of the country and the city. Fall, is the fall of the left. The meaning is the pearl left behind by the people.
"Hurry up and change your clothes. We'll clean up the mussels when your father comes back."
The sweet fragrance that belongs only to the little girl floated into the tip of her nose, and Li Xiu'e's eyes were so soft that water dripped down.
"All right!"
The little girl nodded obediently, and sneaked into her room, with a nasal voice, soft and waxy milky voice came out of the window: "Mother, don't forget the sour plum soup."
"Success, mother will cook for you now."
Li Xiu'e pursed her lips and smiled, and walked towards the kitchen with the clam in her arms. After a while, there was a faint green smoke in the kitchen.
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"Chirp."
The crisp sound of birds chirping came down the wind, and a fiery red kingfisher without a single feather flapped its wings and flew across the rippling blue river, circled a few times over the small courtyard, and landed on the window edge.
"I didn't see you for a while, I slipped out to play, and which unlucky guy are you going to bully again?"
When Su Qingluo heard the sound of birdsong, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of Su Qingluo's lips. After changing her clothes, she came to the window edge, stroked the smooth and soft feathers of the little kingfisher like brocade, and teased it playfully.