New ink fragrance in old times

These kids were stared at by Lin Mo, whom they didn't know. For a moment, they felt uncomfortable and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

After a while, the group of children ignored Lin Mo and started playing happily.

Although Lin Mo did not join the group of children for the whole afternoon, he felt very happy about this rare time alone as he basked in the sun.

Occasionally, a few brave children would come to talk to Lin Mo, and Lin Mo would be very friendly and help them.

As the sun sets, the sky is dyed with a gentle orange-red, and the children go home with laughter and joy.

Lin Mo was led by Lin Xuebao, who told Lin Mo how to get back and which road led to where as they walked. Lin Mo listened carefully and silently drew a map of the village in his mind.

At the dinner table, Zhao Wan lovingly asked Lin Mo, "Douzi, did you enjoy spending time with the children in the farm today?"

Lin Mo swallowed the food in his mouth: "Great-grandmother, it's great. We had a lot of fun and even played hide-and-seek together!"

After hearing this, Zhao Wan's lips curled up into a gentle smile. She picked up a piece of food for Lin Mo with chopsticks and said softly, "Okay, eat more. You must be hungry after playing all afternoon."

Lin Mo looked at Zhao Wan gratefully: "Thank you, great-grandmother, you should eat more too."

Just as everyone was immersed in the warm atmosphere, Zhao Yue'e suddenly said, "Sanlang, you must pay attention to your words and actions while eating. You can't speak loudly, understand?"

Lin Mo nodded: "I understand, grandma."

Zhao Yue'e continued, "You must not grab food with your hands."

Who would eat with their hands? We are not three-year-old children.

Lin Mo: "Grandma, don't worry, I won't grab the food on the plate with my hands."

Zhao Yue'e: "Sanlang, when you eat, use your chopsticks to pick up the food in front of you. You can't flip around in it. Eat whatever you pick up. You can't just eat what you like. Do you understand?"

Lin Mo: "I understand, grandma."

Zhao Yue'e said with relief: "Sanlang, you must remember that you can only pick up your chopsticks after the elders do. Especially when there are many people, you have to wait until all the dishes are served, understand?"

"besides……"

Seeing that his grandmother was getting more and more angry, Lin Mo said that he understood while eating.

Although Lin Mo felt puzzled by his grandmother's small class, he accepted it humbly and said that he understood it.

"Yes, grandma, I've noted it all down."

Seeing Lin Mo's well-behaved appearance, Zhao Yue'e picked up a piece of food for Lin Mo with chopsticks and nodded with satisfaction.

After dinner, Lin Mo sat in the yard to digest his food and look at the stars. Zhao Yue'e came out of the house and handed Lin Mo a piece of dessert.

"Sanlang, this is given to you by your Miss Yanhong. Try it. She brought it to you this afternoon."

"Thank you grandma."

Lin Mo took the dessert and took a bite. It was sweet but not greasy, and his mouth was full of fragrance.

“This snack is really delicious.”

Zhao Yue'e looked at Lin Mo's satisfied expression and felt relieved.

"Sanlang, grandma told you that you need to be polite when interacting with others. You need to greet your elders politely and be warm to your friends. You can't show indifference on your face. Do you understand?"

Lin Mo: Grandma, why is she acting weird today?

Lin Mo smiled and said, "Grandma, I remember it."

Zhao Yue'e said to Lin Mo, "Sanlang, I will stay in the same room with your great-grandmother at night so that I can take care of her daily life. You and your uncle will stay in the south-facing room. Remember to cover yourself with a blanket at night to avoid catching a cold."

Lin Mo: "I understand, grandma."

Zhao Yue'e patted Lin Mo's shoulder gently, turned around and went back to her room, leaving Lin Mo alone in the yard to watch the stars.

Lin Mo lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, silently reviewing the experiences of the past two days in his mind.

He closed his eyes, and the conversations of his great-grandmother, grandmother and others seemed to still echo in his ears. Lin Mo tried to sort out these information one by one, hoping to find some clues that would be useful to him, but he could not overcome the fatigue. Gradually, his breathing became steady and he fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Lin Mo woke up from his dream, rubbed his eyes, got up and washed up. After the four of them had breakfast, Lin Mo was sent out to play by himself.

Lin Mo walked out of the house with a hint of anticipation. The sun was shining brightly and the breeze was not dry. He took a deep breath of the fresh air and began to wander around the farm leisurely.

On the way, Lin Mo met a few children he had met yesterday.

"Morning."

The children ignored Lin Mo's greeting and left.

Lin Mo was stunned for a moment, then shook his head indifferently and continued walking forward.

However, Lin Mo noticed that after seeing him, a few children's eyes flashed with a hint of avoidance, and then they all avoided him at the same time, as if avoiding something scary.

Lin Mo sighed, "These kids are really xenophobic. Am I really that unwelcome?"

He continued walking, and soon he came to the open space where the group of children often played yesterday.

It's sunny here with a gentle breeze, making it a great place to sunbathe and daydream.

Lin Mo found a clean stone to sit on, intending to enjoy this rare moment of tranquility.

Before long, children began to come to the open space one after another. They were chasing and playing, or gathering together to share food, with laughter and joy all around.

Lin Mo continued to enjoy the sun bath.

After a while, Lin Mo heard several calls from a distance. It turned out that several women came to look for their children.

The children were obviously reluctant to leave. They cried and made a fuss, saying that they had just arrived and wanted to play for a while longer, but the women forcibly dragged them back.

The cries and shouts intertwined together, forming a warm yet slightly noisy picture.

Lin Mo looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the women all had fierce expressions on their faces. Some of them were whispering to each other, as if discussing something. Then, they hurriedly left with their children, not forgetting to tell the other children to follow.

For a moment, the originally bustling open space became unusually quiet, with only Lin Mo sitting there alone.

Lin Mo stood up, dusted himself off, and felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.

He looked around and found that everything around him seemed a little deserted. Lin Mo felt a little bored and sighed: "I'd better go back."

On the way, Lin Mo met several adults, who were hurrying by, some carrying farm tools, some carrying baskets.

Lin Mo didn't know them and was too embarrassed to greet them, so he could only leave in a hurry.

"I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel like they look at me strangely."

Lin Mo returned to the yard and saw no sign of other people. He sat gently on the old rocking chair in the middle of the yard. With the slight rocking, his body gradually relaxed and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.