"Haw Haw JOJO ChuChu... "

The bright sunshine from the window, covered with this small bedding, also reflects the clean and clean room, from the cool autumn warmth, gradually spread in this room.

"Hum..."

And the birds outside the window chirp, is sleeping in this small quilt in the small people to wake up.

With this sound represents the nasal sound of awakening, a pair of black eyes, slowly opened.

"Ha ha! Rock-paper-scissors! Stone, scissors and paper! "

"You lost! You are a ghost

"Why me again..."

At this time, the birds chirp outside the window suddenly disappeared, and there was a burst of silver bell that belonged to children's voice.

Listening to these, the little man slowly sat up from the bed, his dark eyes blinked, with a hint of confusion, slowly turned out of the window.

"Are we playing Ninja today?"

"Ah? Play again

"Yes, yes, it's my turn to be a ninja this time."

"I'm the Ninja!"

"Ah? You didn't want to play just now

"Why What don't want to play, I I didn't say it

And in this turn, outside the window came a burst of children's silver bell, should be a different group of children than just playing hide and seek.

Hearing this again, the little man couldn't help getting out of bed and holding the window edge with both hands. He tried to stand on tiptoe and hold his head high. His big black eyes tried hard to suppress it, in order to see the situation below through the high window edge.

But, after all, he is only more than three years old. Even if he can grow longer, he can't grow anywhere. Now his brother-in-law, even if he can stand on tiptoe and hold his head up, and then look down, he can only barely put his chin on the windowsill and look at the windowsill outside the window. In addition to the silverbell laughter, his eyes are full of monotonous windowsills.

"Hoo..."

Then, after standing on tiptoe for a long time, the little man finally got tired. After taking a step back, he held his knee and breathed a long breath.

"Weasel, breakfast."

At this time, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and a beautiful woman with long black hair pushed the door into the room. Looking at the little man who was holding her knee, she said with a loving smile on her face.

"Yes, my mother."

In this regard, the little man stood up, trotted a few steps, and then ran to the beautiful woman.

"Let's go."

The beautiful woman took his hand, and they went down the stairs.

……

"I'm having dinner!"

After climbing onto the chair, the little man looked at the father who was eating and looking at the scroll, and the mother who was adding food and vegetables. His big black eyes blinked.

Then, after a tender way, he grabbed the side of the bowl and chopsticks.

"Oh I see... "

At this time, the dedicated father issued a low exclamation, and his expression became more and more focused.

"Weasel, don't forget to chew more before you can swallow it, understand?"

However, this more focused file mouth, father's mouth but can not help saying.

"Yes, father."

In this regard, the little man labored to pick up the food.

……

"I'm finished, father, mother."

After eating all the food distributed by his mother, the little man climbed down from the chair and said to his father who was still focused and his mother who was eating on the side.

"Oh, don't be too far from home."

His childish words aroused the same voice of his father and mother.

However, the father was still staring at the scroll, while the mother turned around and went to the wall on one side. She took down the small cloth bag hanging on it and put it on the upright man. She also took a bento box and put it in.

"Thank you, mother."

In the tender voice of thanks, there was a crash, and the door was suddenly opened. The little man walked out with a small step.

……

First of all

Let's go and have a look.

The little man looked at the left and right sides of the street seriously, and paid close attention to the stream of people nearby. When he could go, he carried the small satchel that his mother had sewed for him, carrying the sound of Jingling metal knocking on the bento box, and walked all the way to a remote place.

Little foot Ya strides, the little person is familiar with the road, passing through the gate of the village. After attracting the attention of a series of female ninjas on duty, she is not as good as the path.

"Ah? Are you here today? Whose child is it

"I don't know. It's beautiful!"

"Yes, it's lovely!""Shhh, keep your voice down. If the child hears you, you will be embarrassed. What if he runs fast and falls down again?"

Immediately, he caused a discussion among the female ninjas, and, speaking of this, the female ninjas couldn't help but ring out. When the child came a few times ago, because of their own discussion, he heard it. As soon as the child was in a hurry, he ran up, "poof", and fell into a gray look.

……

"Not at home?"

After a long road, across the small woods, the little man quickly climbed up the tree closest to the small house, with a look of disappointment on his face, blinking big black eyes, some lonely.

At this time, where his eyes fell, the window opened, there was only a lonely sister in white, without the person he wanted to see.

This sister has been reading there. Isn't it boring?

Then, in disappointment, he can not help but jump out of such an idea, and then there is an impulse to ask.

However, in the end, he balked two steps, or chose to stay on the trunk, did not go down.

Then, after wandering, he touched his satchel,

today, he'd better practice.

Tentacles, is a hard metal texture, small people's heart is full of disappointment, slightly drooping small head, jumped off the tree trunk, toward a small space full of fighting traces.

Not long after that, the small open space sounded the "aggressive" sound, as well as the voice of the children's struggle.

……

"Hoo Whoa Whoa... "

The light of dusk makes the small space and the surrounding trees golden. The little people fall on the ground and sweat like rain.

That's all for today.

Looking at the trees in front of him, he said to himself.

Then, after a short rest, he stood up, picked up the empty lunch box, put it in the satchel, and picked up kuwuhe sword in his hand. With a faint sense of loss in his heart, he left the grove and drove all the way home.

Why can't I touch it all the time?

Didn't your father say that he has come back?

Is father comforting me, he really can't come back?

Along the way, the little man turned many thoughts in his heart, and his big black eyes were full of loss.

As he walked into the land of yuzhibo people, those children who went out to play happily passed by him like a swallow returning to its nest, which made him feel dejected.

"Well?"

However, in a series of children passing by, laughter far away, near the door of the house, he was suddenly stunned, a pair of dark eyes slowly widened.

That has been no expression on the face, but has exuded a sense of surprise.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Fuyue in?"

At this time, the voice of the youth, ring up.

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