Little Sun and Little Flower Fairy

"I like the sun. The sun is warm and bright. I like the morning when the sun wakes me up. In my sleep, it looks like the sun is shining, and when I wake up, it's a warm day!" The little flower demon scratched her head and said With these words, his eyes were bright, and he looked up at the sun in the sky, his skin was warmed by the sun, and it was as comfortable as someone kissing his cheek.

"Ximian, Mianmian, Hua Mianmian..." the little flower demon murmured, thinking that the name sounded very nice, so she decided on it at that time, "Grandpa, my name is Hua Ximian! This name seems a little difficult to remember, then Let me call Mianmian!"

Grandpa Xiang also laughed after hearing this, rubbed the child's soft hair, and kept nodding his head: "Well, this name is wonderful, and you can tell that you are a sleepy little doll."

Mianmian pouted, but didn't dare to refute the elder, she lowered her head and muttered, then suddenly remembered something, and dragged Lao Xiang to the entrance of the cave where he slept last night.During the day, the cave is still inextricably dark, which makes people feel timid. Mianmian points to the entrance of the cave and tells Grandpa Xiang that this is where he slept last night.

"Grandpa Xiang, I was terrified and cold last night, so I slept at the entrance of this cave. How did you live on this mountain before? I am still young, and I dare not approach the village with people, and it is too cold on the mountain. I have no idea..." His voice gradually became weaker, as if he was a little embarrassed.

Looking at the dark cave entrance, Grandpa Xiang couldn't help feeling sorry for this young child, thinking that he must have been terrified last night, but he was so brave and strong.He stroked his beard and said slowly: "It's okay if you don't want to go to the village to meet people. Living on this mountain will not do you any harm. The movement of this mountain range can gather the aura of heaven and earth, which will be of great benefit to you. As for where to live, you Don't worry, find a place to put up a tent and put a cotton mattress on it, so you won't feel cold at night."

"By the way, there are a lot of monsters on this mountain. If you want to live here alone, remember to protect yourself. Don't let that wolf goblin go away. I can't save you." Grandpa Xiang was serious when he said these words. Extremely, she stared straight at Mianmian, which made Mianmian a little nervous, so she could only nod her head.

Walking on the mountain with Grandpa Xiang, one of them couldn't get tired of looking at the scenery for many years, but the other was full of curiosity about everything, just like the grandparents in ordinary households.The two walked towards the evening, and the sky gradually darkened. Grandpa Xiang didn't intend to leave. In the past, when Mianmian was still a little flower, Grandpa Xiang would not stay until night every time he came. Today is all to accompany him. Mianmian was filled with gratitude.At night, the two decided to rest at the entrance of the cave for the night, where they could avoid the wind and wild animals. With someone to accompany them, the darkness seemed less scary.

The dew was heavy at night, and the moon in the sky was perfectly round, exuding a soft brilliance in a clear and cold manner, and the moonlight faded away, as if covered by a layer of mist.By the moonlight, Mianmian and Grandpa Xiang slept at the entrance of the cave. They found a lot of hay in the afternoon and laid it on the ground to insulate them from the cold.Not long after Mianmian was born, she is unfamiliar and curious about everything, and now she can't help but want to ask her grandpa Xiang who is much older.

"Grandpa Xiang, what were you like when you were first born?" Mianmian's eyes were bright, as if they had sunlight in the daytime.

Grandpa Xiang stroked his long white beard, his gray eyes seemed to see something different from what he was seeing, his eyes were full of tenderness and nostalgia, as if he remembered something interesting, he bent his eyes and smiled again, " That was many years ago... I was a little bigger than you looked when I was first born, and the sun was as good as it is today. I sat on the ground in a daze before realizing that I had transformed, and I was so happy I ran away, but I scared the girl who went up the mountain to pick flowers..."

The old man told the story of his past in a deep and slow voice, which became the best lullaby for sleeping. Running around with energy during the day made him feel extremely tired, unable to resist the deep sleepiness, so he lay on the floor like this On Grandpa's lap, the small body undulated slightly with quiet breathing, and stroked Grandpa along Mianmian's back twice, picked up the child and put him in a sleeping position, then lay down and closed his eyes, and went to sleep. Dreaming of the beautiful pastoral in memory.

At dawn on the second day, when Mianmian opened his eyes, Grandpa Xiang had already got up and stood at the entrance of the cave. The weather today was not as good as the previous two days. It's raining, it's been half a month since it rained, and the sky seems to be brewing the next downpour.Picking up the straw hat to Grandpa, he waved to Mianmian for him to come to his side.

"It seems that there will be a heavy rain today. Do you want to stay in this cave? Or come back to the mountain with me for a few days, and come back after the rain is over. If not, you Stay at my house, don't worry."

Mianmian looked at the sky, although she was reluctant to leave the mountain, but after being accompanied for a day, she began to feel afraid of loneliness, so she nodded and agreed to go down the mountain with Grandpa Xiang.

The two arrived at the village not far from the mountain early. Grandpa Xiang's small yard was not far from the entrance of the village. Some flowers and plants were planted in the small yard. A man in commoner clothes was walking in with a hoe and saw the two , hurriedly put down the tools in his hand, wiped his hands and greeted him, called Grandpa to Grandpa, then bent down to look at Mianmian curiously, and asked: "Grandpa, why are you going out for the night? It made me worry for a while." I haven't slept all night, and whose family is this child?"

"Don't make trouble, go and get me a glass of water! This kid picked it up on the mountain. I brought it back because of the bad weather. I'll go back by myself in two days." As he spoke, the young man took Grandpa Xiang's hand Walking into the house, Mianmian followed somewhat awkwardly.

The yard is not big, and the house is quite small. Grandpa Xiang and the young man live there. After introducing him, he realizes that the young man is the grandson of Grandpa Xiang. He lives here to take care of the elderly. The grandpa and grandson live together happily.But Mianmian is timid, and still dare not communicate closely with strangers at this moment. He stayed in the village for a few days, and it rained heavily, so he didn't go out. He chatted with the old man all day long, and taught him a lot from his grandfather. After the sky cleared, he was also ready to go back to the mountain.

When he was leaving, Grandpa Xiang stopped him and gave him a big package, which contained a mattress, oil lamps, candles and a torch. The little guy was afraid of the dark, and he wouldn’t be so afraid at night with a little light, and then After exhorting some words carefully, she put Mianmian back on the mountain.

After not going out for activities for a few days, Mianmian seemed to be holding back. After waving to grandpa, he flew out like a bird and ran up the mountain in one breath. The package on his back made him gasp for breath. Throwing the package aside regardless, he lay down on the soft grass and rolled for a while. There were still some traces of rain on the grass, and there were a few watermarks on his clothes, but he really liked the mountains, and brought The wind with the smell of earth and grass penetrated into his clothes, and the sun after the rain was a bit drying, but everything was so comfortable.

At night, Mianmian moved his den a little more into the cave, spread out the bedding, and lit a small oil lamp. The faint light from the oil lamp shone on his sleeping face.

After Mianmian was breathing evenly, the light in the oil lamp began to flicker unceasingly. After a while, the fire light flew out and flew deep into the cave. Such a little bit of heat quickly penetrated into the body of another sleeping boy. His breathing was very shallow, his brows were furrowed, as if he was having an unpleasant dream, after the firelight penetrated into his skin, his brows relaxed a little, at that moment, it seemed that the wound on his arm healed faster some.