“Wow—”

“Wuwuwu——”

"Pot wow——"

"Sister——"

The adult trees stared in amazement at the little ones crying as if they had experienced the separation of life and death after just a day of separation.

For a moment, I didn't know whether I should go forward or retreat.

Irene was the more reliable one. She apologized to the other tree people who were completely unreliable, and then quickly walked towards the children.

Walking up to Lingling and the five little tree people, Irene first stretched out her branches and touched the tops of their heads and the treetops one by one. After getting their attention, she spoke softly, "Don't cry, don't cry. It's a happy thing that my sister is back. Why are you still crying?"

Seeing that the crying still didn't stop, after thinking for a while, Irene said to the five little tree people, "Be strong as brothers, or your sister will laugh at you for crying even more than her."

The little tree people froze, their crying gradually subsided, and they secretly glanced at each other. They were afraid of being laughed at by their sister in the future, so they gradually stopped crying.

Seeing this, Irene breathed a sigh of relief and pressed on, "I heard that human babies will get sick if they cry too much. So, brothers, comfort your sister and make her stop crying."

After saying that, she took out a small bamboo cup of spiritual liquid and gave it to George, who had stopped crying. "If your sister stops crying, grandma will reward you with a cup of spiritual liquid, okay?"

Seeing his sister crying because of them, George felt guilty and replied embarrassedly, "Grandma Irene, we don't want the spiritual liquid. Give it to my sister."

The other little tree people also nodded, "For my sister."

Irene looked at them with satisfaction and praised them, "You are such good brothers. Okay, you guys feed your sister and then go play by yourself. Grandma is busy with something and will come back to see you later."

After saying that, he handed the spiritual liquid to George, then turned and left, leaving the children to solve the problem themselves.

George carefully held the spiritual fluid and waited on the side.

Watching her younger brothers comforting Lingling, some touched her head, some touched her hands, and some patted her back.

"Don't cry, sister. It's your fault. Don't cry anymore." The second child Eddie kept apologizing.

"Sister, please stop crying, okay? Don't cry, and I'll give you some fragrant spiritual liquid to drink." The third brother, Ailan, tried to lure his sister with the spiritual liquid.

Anyway, I don’t know whose method worked, but after a while, Lingling’s crying gradually subsided and she stopped crying.

She still looked at the little brothers with her big, watery eyes that had just been crying, and responded in a low voice: "Ahhh~Ahhh~ (Lingling, be good, don't cry)"

Seeing this, George hurriedly handed the promised spiritual liquid to his sister's mouth.

Lingling had just finished crying and was still a little dazed. When she smelled the fragrant spiritual liquid at the corner of her mouth, she subconsciously drank it.

After taking a sip of the spiritual liquid, Lingling felt refreshed.

This is completely different from the sweet water she drinks in the morning. Not only is it delicious, but it also makes her body warm and very comfortable.

Just when I wanted to take another big sip, I suddenly saw the youngest brother looking at the water I was drinking with some longing in his eyes.

She stopped drinking the spiritual liquid, tilted her head and thought for a moment, delicious = Lingling wants to drink = brother wants to drink = drink together.

Then she decisively stretched out her little hand and pushed the spiritual liquid in Alphonse's direction, "Ahh~ (Brother, drink together~)"

Other brothers: Why doesn't my sister drink it? She wants to give it to Alphonse? Is it because they don't deserve it?

Alphonse: What's wrong? Why did my sister give it to me?

Seeing his sister pushing the spiritual liquid to him, Alphonse suddenly realized that his sister might have sensed that he wanted to drink it too, so she gave it to him directly.

Sheer shamefacedly stretched out a branch to shield her face, and Alphonse shook his head at Lingling: "Sister, be good. I'll drink, but you won't."

Unexpectedly, Lingling refused to give in and continued to push the spiritual liquid towards Alphonse.

Alphonse looked at her brothers for help. They all looked helpless. They didn't expect their sister to be so persistent.

George thought for a moment and said, “Take a sip, or your sister might not want to drink it.”

There was nothing Alphonse could do, so he took a small sip and quickly pushed the cup back to his sister's lips: "Thank you, sister. Brother has drunk it, sister, drink it quickly."

Seeing that her brother finally drank it, Lingling smiled with satisfaction.

However, looking at the cup that was back to her mouth, she firmly pushed it to George again.

George was stunned for a moment. He didn't show any desire to drink, so what was his sister doing?

Before I could think of the answer, I saw my sister holding up her hand and pushing the cup towards me, smiling at me sweetly.

He smiled indulgently and took a sip as well.

Then, Lingling pushed the cup to Eddie, Alan, and Alec one after another.

Only after all the brothers had drunk it did Lingling start drinking the spiritual liquid again.

After taking two sips, Lingling felt strange. “Hey, there is so much water in each cup? How come there is so much delicious water?”

Bai Jiu, who watched the whole process: Because they didn’t really drink.

The tree people's spiritual liquid production was not very large. He had just wanted to remind Lingling to drink it herself. After all, drinking this spiritual liquid would be very beneficial to her health.

As it turned out, the brothers were sensible and gave in to their sisters, taking only a sip out of courtesy.

Lingling, feeling that she had shared her share, drank the spiritual liquid in two gulps without hesitation. After finishing, she held the cup in her little hands and smiled sweetly at her brothers, fully expressing her inner satisfaction and joy.

The brothers were also very satisfied. Although they didn’t drink much, it was as if their sister drank it themselves.

Seeing that the people who took care of the mature trees were too busy to take care of them, George wanted to go up and pick up his sister and take her back to the nursery.

But he overestimated his small body. Although Lingling was not heavy, Lingling in human form was not something that a few tree people could hold.

George's twigs were bent, but he still couldn't lift Lingling off the ground.

Lingling had no idea that her brother wanted to pick her up. She thought her brother was just trying to get close to her, and she rubbed against him enthusiastically.

This made George feel a little embarrassed, and he slowly retracted his small branch.

Ailann saw what his brother wanted to do and quietly went over to George and said, "Brother, there are five of us. Two of us can lift our hands, two of us can lift our feet, and one of us can lift our head to carry our sister back."

George's eyes lit up. Yes, they could cooperate.

So, he quickly called a few younger brothers and made some arrangements together.

So, Lingling, who was comfortably nurtured by the spiritual fluid, had just laid down for a while when she was surprised to find herself being lifted up by her brothers, using their hands, feet and head.

She didn't feel uncomfortable, as her brothers were particularly careful not to hurt or pull her. It was just that the feeling of being suspended in the air was a bit strange, as her back had no support and her limbs were "controlled by others."

Lingling cried out twice to express her surprise.

"Be good, sister. Your brothers will carry you back. The road is uneven and we're afraid you might get hurt." Alphonse supported Lingling's head and answered first.

So, on this day, the adult tree people in the tree people's territory enjoyed another wonderful sight - the little tree people carrying babies.