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The little boy ran back and forth in the shallows, anxiously looking for the little turtle that was swimming just now.But during this delay, the little turtle had disappeared.

"Little turtle, little turtle! Where are you?" The little boy murmured, wading in the sea with his head bowed, and stretched out his little hand to pat the sea surface from time to time, as if thinking that the little turtle was hiding and refused to show its head.

She was standing not far behind the little boy, the soft animal leather boots on her feet had already been taken off, and her pair of natural feet stepped on the fine sand, revealing her delicate toenails like shellfish.There is also a colorful rope tied around her right ankle, but it is much thicker and longer than the little boy's.

The little turtle had already been injured and weak, and was washed up on the beach by the waves.The little boy who was running didn't pay attention, but just blindly searched for it in the shallow sea.The little turtle was picked up by the subsequent mother and held in her hands, hiding behind her back.

She smiled and watched her son seriously looking for the turtle, and she didn't intend to tell him where the turtle was going in advance.The back of the son is so straight like his father!She was a little dazed watching, and recalled a scene when she and her husband climbed the mountain in a trance: she squatted beside the clear stream in the mountain and washed her face with water, while her husband sat behind him leaning on his body and looked at her.I accidentally slipped the silver crystal bracelet on my wrist into the brook. At this time, the brook had just passed the rainy season and the current was turbulent. The bracelet was washed away as soon as it entered the water. You must know that the bracelet was given to me by him. The first gift is extremely precious in my heart.When she was startled, her husband had already touched the knee-high stream, walking quickly in the water to look for the bracelet carefully.His figure and the figure of his son in front of him seem to overlap together...

"Mom, I can't find it, what should I do?" The little boy frowned, turned to his mother with his mouth pouted, and wanted to cry.

This question pulled her out of her memories, she stretched out her hand to rub the reddish eye sockets, seeing this son's cute appearance, she felt more and more affectionate in her heart.

She stretched out her other hand hidden behind her back and waved it in the air, only to see that the little turtle pinched between her two fingers seemed to be out of adjustment and had nowhere to borrow strength, its little head and tail couldn't help shaking.

The little boy's face, which was about to cry, changed instantly, with an expression of disbelief, and then turned into excitement, shouting "Ah~" and rushing towards his mother.

Two people, one big and one small, chased and played on the empty beach until they were so tired that they both lay on the silver-white sand and stretched their bodies.The little boy held the "trophy" little sea turtle in front of his eyes, and each of them looked at each other.

"Mom, his leg seems to be injured. Does he need to apply medicine and tie a small wooden plank to his leg like Grandma Anda?" The little boy looked carefully at the injured leg of the little turtle, and thought about what his mother gave to others. Healing scene.

She looked at her son quite unexpectedly, thinking that he was going to treat the little turtle as a "toy", but she didn't expect her son to cure him.She turned her face and said seriously to the little boy: "Well—maybe it can, but you need to take care of it every day, can you do it?"

The little boy held the turtle in his hand aside, rolled his eyes, tilted his head and replied, "Okay! I will take care of him."

The mother stretched out her little finger, and the little boy also hooked the little finger on the mother's finger. They both said in unison: "Hang yourself on the hook, don't cheat for 100 years, whoever cheats is a puppy!"......

The setting sun dyed the originally blue sea red, and the red flashing in the sparkling light was really beautiful.

The little boy was sitting on the stone in front of the wooden house, looking at the little sea turtle lazing on the beach in front of him, wondering what he was thinking.

"Yuyou, come and help mom make the ointment!" The little boy shouted, and immediately turned his head to look, only to see his mother grabbing a handful of flowers and plants of various shapes and walking towards the fire.He grabbed the little turtle and got up immediately, trotted to the fire, and carefully watched every move of his mother, because his mother had promised him that when he was five years old, he could also learn how to make a turtle that could be given to Grandma Anda and several uncles. The ointment applied by the aunt.

She put the flowers and plants in her hands on the ground, picked some and put them into another big turtle shell, and then took a polished long cylindrical stone and beat it hard.

"Boom, boom, boom!" There was a burst of knocking sound, and the little boy snuggled up to his mother and watched quietly.The flowers and plants in the tortoise shell gradually deformed, and some brown-green juice splashed out from the crushed flowers and plants, and slowly flowed down the inner wall of the tortoise shell.After my mother knocked it dozens of times, I picked out the broken flowers and plants again.He took off the dried tortoise shell on the triangular stone platform, put another tortoise shell filled with some brown-green juice on the fire, and gently removed a few pieces of firewood to weaken the fire.

After a while, a scent emanated from the turtle shell.I saw that the brown-green liquid that was originally juicy had been roasted very little, and gradually thickened and thickened, forming a green paste.She took the wooden stick and gently scraped it out and placed it on a large plant leaf, waiting quietly.

"Mom, please apply medicine to my little sea turtle." After saying that, the little boy stood up and walked towards the green ointment to grab it.

She hurriedly grabbed the child and explained carefully: "Honey, that one is still hot, and it will only work when it is cold. Can you wait a little longer?"

The little boy thought for a while, put his index finger in front of his mouth and blew gently, expressing to his mother that he had been burned here before.She happily embraced the child in her arms, and looked at the sea where the sun had set.

"Hey..." She sighed softly, and couldn't help but think of this bizarre experience:

At that time, he was holding the child tightly and was inexplicably sucked down the cliff, but he jumped out one step and grabbed his fingers. Everything around him was spinning crazily, and the clasped fingers finally separated. He looked at himself and himself in horror. Children, distraught!I wanted to say to him, "Regardless of life or death, never separate, we must find myself and my child!", but at that time it was difficult to breathe, let alone open my mouth.

She just felt dizzy, so she had to close her eyes.Through a painless darkness, when he opened his eyes, the place where he fell was the beach in front of him.

Yoyo seems to have seen her mother in a daze many times, she habitually lay on her lap and asked, "Mom, I want to see you wearing that white dress, you are fine~ It's been a long time since you wore it!"

She touched the child's head with a smile, remembering the extra white dress she had torn in the forest on the day she traveled through time, looked at her and replied, "Honey, we can't wear the clothes until Dad comes. We have to wear beautiful ones for you." Dad, look."

"Then...then why isn't dad coming? I counted a lot of stars, but I didn't see dad, mom is lying!" Hearing his mother's answer, the little boy seemed extremely dissatisfied and pouted angrily. mouth.

Hearing the child's angry words, she couldn't help feeling sad: "Yes! Where are you? You promised to protect us for the rest of your life! Where are you? Why don't you come!..."

The little boy seemed to notice something wrong with his mother's face, so he sat up obediently, touched his mother's face and said softly, "Mom~Mom~"

She lowered her head and saw her son's well-behaved appearance, an inexplicable emotion surged, she hugged her son tightly in her arms, and said in a trembling voice: "Yuyou, you must remember! Dad must come back Pick us up! Do you know?"

The little boy gave a soft "hmm", nodded vigorously, and looked at the starry sky...