estly nod.At this time, everyone around turned to look at Tong Yi Mo, and they began to whisper and point at her.Although their voices were hushed, Tong Yimo knew exactly what they were discussing.The...The Dragon Guard remained unmoved, simply sitting at the table, showing no interest in the food laid out before him.

Liang Yimo picked up a roasted mud loach and held it towards the mouth of Longzhiwei.

Long Zhiwei reached out and flung the grilled loach Liang Yimo had handed him to the ground.

Seeing this, Granny hurriedly picked up the roasted mud loach from the ground, blew it up and down, then ate it herself, and told Liang Yimo to eat the clean roasted mud loaches in the dish again.

"If you don't eat, I'll eat them all myself!" Liang Yimo said in a childish voice.

Long Zhiwei glanced at Liang Yimo, lowered his head, and remained silent.

After dinner, Grandma boiled hot water for Liang Yimo to take a bath and asked Long Zhiwei to come over and wash together.

When Long Zhiwei refused, his grandmother carried him over and stripped him of his clothes, placing him in the wooden tub where Liang Yimo was sitting.

"Ouch!" The Dragon Guard blushed furiously, covering his "little brother" with his hands, and burst into tears of grievance.

Liang Yimo sat in the wooden basin, but she “haha” laughed loudly, and kept splashing water on the Dragon Guards.

"Shame! Shame! How can a boy take a bath with a girl Grandma is bad! Boo hoo—Grandma is bad!" Long Zhiwei was wronged and cried sadly, as if he had suffered some terrible grievance.

"Grandma laughed so hard she was crying: "MoMo is only four years old, what's the big deal! You two wash together, it saves me trouble!"

"I want to take a bath alone! I want to take a bath alone!" Longzhiwei protested, clenching his small fists.

Grandma had to quickly finish bathing Liang Yimo, then carry her out of the wooden tub, leaving Long Zhiwei alone to bathe.

After both children finished their baths, they climbed onto the bed. Long Zhiwei again picked up a pillow and placed it between himself and Liang Yimo, drawing up the "38th parallel".

"This is my territory, you're not allowed to cross the boundary! Hear me" Long Zhiwei said domineeringly.

Liang Yimo completely ignored him, holding the tiger-head doll sewn for her by her grandmother and lying in bed singing and talking to herself.

In the kitchen, Grandma was still busy.

A single oil lamp illuminated Grandma's busy figure.

Make the dough, knead it, let it rise, then roll out the dough and start making the meat buns.

This is breakfast this morning, for the two children.

Momo loves to eat big meat buns, Xiao Wei must love them too!

Even if the family was poor, grandma would find a way to provide the nutrition these two children needed to grow.

The next day, morning came.

After Grandma washed up with the two children, she brought out a steaming plate of big meat buns, followed by two small bowls of sheep's milk.

Liang Yimo reached out and grabbed the large meat bun, her small mouth opening wide as she took big bites.

The Dragon Guard watched Liang Yimo's eating, rubbed his already growling stomach, and finally stopped resisting. He quickly picked up a large meat bun from the plate, held it in his palm, and ate it politely.

Grandma saw that Long Zhiwei was willing to eat, and finally smiled with relief.

Liang Yimo finished the meat buns and drank the small bowl of goat's milk, licking the bowl clean.

Long Zhiwei refused to drink goat's milk. While his grandma went to feed the pigs, Liang Yimo helped Long Zhiwei finish that bowl of goat's milk.

When no one came to the village for medical treatment during the day, grandma would take Liang Yimo and Long Zhiwei up the mountain to collect herbs.

On his first trip up the mountain, the Dragon Guard returned with white, lily pad-like arms and legs covered in itchy hives from mosquito bites.

Grandmother treated Longzhiwei with herbs, reducing the swelling and itchiness. After that, she stopped taking him up the mountain and instead let him play with Liang Yimo at the foot of the mountain, reminding them both not to run around.

At the edge of a creek by the mountain foot, Liang Yimo took off her shoes and went into the water to catch fish. Long Zhiwei sat on a large rock nearby, playing a small harmonica that his mother had left him.

The music of the Dragon Guard flute was simple, but coupled with the babbling stream, it became ethereal and vibrant.

Liang Yimo picked up a stone and drove the fish in the stream into a corner, then "splash, splash" she swished around in the water.

Every time, she could only catch one or two. Today, she was lucky enough to catch four.

After she made it to shore, the little girl's pants legs and sleeves were both soaked.

Long Zhiwei gave Liang Yimo a withering look, thinking to himself that this little girl was utterly naive.

Liang Yimo ignored Long Zhiwei's white eyes and took out a small knife, salt, matches, and bamboo skewers from her small backpack. Then she began to build a fire to roast the fish.

The Dragon Guard looked at Liang Yimo in disbelief.

Liang Yimo, however, said with a smug smile, "This is just my little snack! Later, grandma will bring back wild fruits for me to eat!"

The Dragon Guard put the small harmonica away, tucking it into his pocket. Then he jumped down from the large stone and bounced to Liang Yimo's side, curiously watching her roast fish.

He thought this was very fun, just like the little kids in their town playing house.

After the fish was cooked, Liang Yimo's pants legs and sleeves were also dry.

Liang Yimo told Long Zhiwei to fetch some stream water to put out the fire. Long Zhiwei refused and sat motionless on a stone slab beside her.

"If you don't put out the fire, I won't give you any fish to eat!" Liang Yimo pouted and said proudly.

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