The beauty who wears fast has many babies

"Great, Sister Ali! Let's set off right now!"

Aya's face flushed with excitement, she waved her fists, and suddenly stood up from her seat, almost knocking the chair to the ground.

"okay."

Wu Li smiled slightly, responded, then stood up and adjusted the hem of her skirt gracefully and lightly.

Then he turned to look at Aya and said, "Let's go."

After saying that, she took the lead and walked towards the door.

As the two walked, Aya chattered away, expressing her anticipation for this herb-picking mission.

Wu Li listened quietly, occasionally responding with a word or two.

After a while, they arrived at the house where the patriarch was.

"It would be better to ask the patriarch to arrange a few more people for us, so that we can collect the herbs we need today more quickly." Wu Li stopped and turned to Aya and said softly.

At this moment, Aya seemed to suddenly remember something and quickly reached out and took out something from the package behind her.

Like magic, she took out a few pieces of fragrant barbecued meat and two steaming hot, peeled boiled sweet potatoes.

"Sister Ali, I'm worried that you'll be busy later and won't have time to eat, so I prepared these for you in advance."

Aya handed the food to Wuli with a smile, her big eyes blinking with concern.

"You are still careful." Wu Li did not refuse. She was indeed hungry.

Only when she saw the sweet potatoes in front of her did she remember that she had not had time to check on how the sweet potatoes and corn in the field were growing in the past few days.

"It's Ali and Aya, come in quickly!"

When Father Mo heard a slight noise coming from the door, he started to think and quickly put down the things he was sorting and walked towards the door with big strides.

When he opened the door, he saw two familiar figures standing outside. One was the lively and lovely Aya, and the other was the gentle and quiet Ali.

There was a hint of anxiety on both of their faces.

"No need, Father Mo. We are not here to visit you this time. We are here to see the clan leader."

Aya waved her hand and said to Father Mo with a smile.

Father Mo was slightly taken aback, but quickly realized what was happening. He smiled and replied, "Oh? So you're looking for the clan leader. But unfortunately, he left in a hurry early this morning. I don't know what urgent business he had to attend to. What exactly do you want from him?"

As he spoke, Father Mo looked at the two of them curiously.

At this time, Ali stepped forward and explained softly, "Dad Mo, this is what happened. I discussed with the tribe leader yesterday that we need to use a large amount of herbs to expel parasites from the tribe."

"So we thought of asking the tribe leader to arrange some people to go to the mountains to collect herbs. This way we can speed up the process and cure everyone's illness sooner."

After hearing this, Father Mo's expression instantly turned serious. He nodded and said, "So that's what's going on. This is a big deal. But don't worry, even though the clan leader is away, I can handle this matter just as well."

"I'll have Grandma Qiutian gather some people to go gather herbs with you. Coincidentally, Rui and his friends went hunting in the mountains yesterday and had a great harvest, hunting a lot of wild animals."

"Let's cook all the prey into delicious dishes tonight so everyone can enjoy a good meal!"

After saying that, Father Mo clapped his hands and turned around to go find Grandma Qiu Tian to arrange relevant matters.

When Wu Li heard that Father Mo had arranged everything so clearly and quickly, he couldn't help but smile in appreciation, then nodded readily and said, "Okay!"

However, just as they were about to step out of the door, a small figure quietly hid behind the door.

That was Arong. She slightly stuck her head out and stared at Wuli with her big eyes, revealing an indescribable emotion.

"Look at my brain. A-Rong never likes to go out, so I'll just stay home and keep him company. A-Ya, go find your Grandma Qiutian and explain it to her. Tell her it's my idea and ask her to bring someone to accompany you."

As Father Mo spoke, he gently touched Arong's little head, with a slightly sad expression on his face.

At this moment, Wu Li, who was standing by, suddenly suggested, "Dad Mo, how about letting Arong go with us?"

She knew that Arong was autistic, but this child gave her a very special feeling. She couldn't even explain what the feeling was.

Father Mo quickly waved his hand and declined, "Forget it. Arong's situation is rather special. If we really take him with us, I'm afraid it will cause you a lot of trouble."

In fact, Father Mo also wanted to take Arong out to see the world, but considering the child's condition, he still had some concerns.

"How can it be troublesome? As long as you accompany Arong, there will be no problem."

Wu Li looked at Mo Adie with a firm gaze, and it was obvious that Arong had a strong dependence on Mo Adie.

However, Father Mo seemed to be still hesitant. Just as he was about to refuse, Wu Li spoke first and said, "Father Mo, think about it, letting Arong go out for a walk more often might help his condition!"

When Father Mo heard this, he was indeed shaken.

"Arong, can we go out and play together?"

Although he already had the answer in his heart, he still slowly squatted down and asked softly with expectation.

However, Arong stood there quietly like a sculpture, neither speaking nor reacting, just staring at Wuli in front of him with empty eyes.

Seeing this scene, Wu Li's heart tightened. He moved forward a few steps and came in front of A Rong again.

Then she squatted down as well, and asked softly with a look of concern on her face, "Arong, dear child, tell me, do you want to go out and play with daddy and the sisters, or would you rather stay home and play by yourself?"

At this moment, Aya seemed to realize that continuing to stalemate like this would only waste precious time, so she made a prompt decision, turned around and left without hesitation, and hurriedly ran towards Grandma Qiu's house.

Arong didn't say anything. His big eyes blinked slightly, and then he raised his tender finger and pointed lightly in the direction of the door.

Then, he held Mo Adie's broad and calloused hands tightly, slowly raised his feet, and walked towards the door step by step.

Seeing this scene, Father Mo was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes, and a smile of great relief appeared on his expectant face.

He stretched out his other hand tremblingly and gently stroked Arong's little head, murmuring, "Good boy... What a good boy!"

Wu Li, who was standing aside, instantly understood Arong's intention - he wanted to go out with everyone.

So Wu Li hurried forward and walked side by side with them.