The beauty who wears fast has many babies

"Chief, don't worry about the method of making the medicinal powder. In two days, I will teach it in detail to the orcs in the tribe. But right now, there is a more important matter that I need to discuss with you." Wu Li looked solemnly at the chief with a firm gaze and said solemnly.

The patriarch stared at Wuli's serious face, knowing that this matter must be of great importance.

He nodded slightly to show his agreement: "Okay, in that case, let's go home first and discuss it in detail." After that, he turned around and walked towards his home.

Wu Li followed closely behind, and soon the two arrived at the patriarch's house.

As soon as I stepped into the yard, I saw the clan leader's wife busy preparing meals in front of the stove.

The aroma is so fragrant that it makes you salivate.

Rui's younger brother Arong sat obediently by the side, watching his mother do housework quietly without saying a word.

Seeing this scene, Wu Li's face couldn't help but blush.

It’s embarrassing to say, but every time I come to discuss important matters with the clan leader, it always happens to be dinner time.

She felt a little embarrassed to disturb others while they were eating so frequently.

However, business was of the utmost importance at the moment, so she could only put aside the embarrassment for the time being and follow the patriarch into the house.

"The Saint is here. We'll have a meal together soon. It's really inconvenient for you right now. Come and sit with us if you have time."

The clan leader's wife warmly invited her to stay and was very happy with her arrival.

The more he looked at Wu Li, the more he liked her. He wished she could be with his son A Rui.

Arong on the side just smiled shyly at Wuli.

"Uh... just call me Ali." Wu Li looked at the wife of the clan leader in front of him and couldn't help feeling a little troubled.

After all, the other person was a man, which made her really unsure of how to address him.

At this time, the clan leader's wife seemed to see through Wu Li's thoughts and said with a smile: "Okay, you don't have to be so reserved. Just call me Daddy Mo."

Hearing this, Wu Li felt a little relieved, but still felt a little awkward.

But since the other party had said so, it would be ungenerous to be shy, so she nodded and replied softly: "Yes, okay, Father Mo."

"Come on, don't be polite, let's eat and talk at the same time." The patriarch warmly greeted the people sitting around the table with a smile on his face.

Everyone picked up their chopsticks and began to taste the delicious food on the table.

At this time, Wu Li looked around and found that there were only four of them present, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

So, she asked, "Where's Rui? Why can't I see him?"

Hearing Wu Li's question, the clan leader laughed at first, then explained: "Rui led the team out hunting early this morning! I guess he won't be back until the afternoon."

After saying that, the patriarch looked at Wu Li meaningfully, with a gleam of joy in his eyes.

Because he has always admired Wu Li, a smart, beautiful and generous girl, and it would be great if he could make her his daughter-in-law.

So when the patriarch heard Wuli mention Rui on his own initiative, he was extremely happy.

Wu Li didn't notice the patriarch's thoughts, but just kept paying attention to Arong. He didn't say a word and just ate silently.

She felt something was strange the last time she saw Arong, but she didn't say anything.

When Father Mo saw her gaze slowly fall on Arong, his heart couldn't help but move, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. With the last glimmer of hope, he quickly said, "Ali, please don't blame Arong! He has always been like this since he was a child. He never communicates with others on weekdays, and he avoids going out. Even if he occasionally goes out, he always finds a quiet corner to play alone. Several times I saw him playing with just an ordinary bowl in his hand for half a day. When others talk to him, it's as if he can't hear at all and doesn't respond at all. Sigh... It's really worrying!"

Wu Li listened quietly to Mo Adie's detailed description, his brows involuntarily frowned slightly, and he thought to himself: Judging from this situation, A Rong really seems to be suffering from autism.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel more concern and sympathy for the taciturn boy in front of her who behaved a little strangely.

"Chief, Father Mo, please forgive me for asking, but have you noticed that Arong might be sick?" Wu Li's face was solemn, with a hint of worry in his eyes, and his tone was slightly hesitant when he spoke.

Hearing this, the clan leader and Mo Adie looked at each other, and a trace of worry appeared on their faces.

After a moment's silence, Father Mo slowly spoke, "Actually, we've already noticed this. I once took Arong to see a priest, but the priest said that Arong's soul was incomplete."

The tribe leader nodded slightly, then added, "Yes, other tribes have passed through our area before. We asked their doctors to diagnose Arong, but they couldn't find the cause of her illness either. And since then, Arong seems to have become even more afraid of communicating with others. Sometimes, she even screams without warning. It's really heartbreaking!"

Wu Li was already 80% to 90% sure that the condition displayed by Arong was a typical symptom of autism.

When I think back to the first time I met Arong, the scene is still vivid in my mind.

In this way, Arong seemed extremely resistant and withdrawn in front of other people, but did not show any obvious resistance to his contact, which surprised Wuli very much.

People often say that children with autism like Arong are like stars from a distant starry sky. Although they have difficulties in social interaction and other aspects, they often show extraordinary talents in other areas.

For example, these children usually have stronger concentration and can immerse themselves in things that interest them for a long time without being disturbed by the outside world.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this focus that they are able to achieve remarkable achievements in specific fields such as painting, music or mathematical calculation.

Thinking of this, Wuli couldn't help but look forward to Arong's future development.

"Arong." Wu Li called softly.

Arong didn't react, but just ate the food in front of him silently.

"Arong!" Wu Li raised his voice and shouted loudly.

However, Arong, who was sitting at the table eating quietly, seemed to have not heard anything at all. He was still concentrating on the delicious food in front of him and ignored Wuli's call.

Wu Li couldn't help but feel a little surprised. She took a few steps closer and looked at Arong carefully.

I saw Arong holding chopsticks in his hand, picking up food and putting it into his mouth in an orderly manner. He ate each bite slowly and his movements were elegant and natural.

Not only that, Wuli was also surprised to find that Arong seemed to have a unique pattern in eating.

He first gently picked up a piece of delicate vegetable, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, savoring the sweet taste; then, he would take a sip of warm soup to soothe and harmonize the taste in his mouth; then he picked up a piece of grilled meat, gently bit it with his teeth, feeling the tenderness and deliciousness of the meat... He repeated this cycle, and Arong's eating rhythm always remained stable, neither too hasty nor too slow.