Fat Flower is an awesome kid!

At least Yuan thinks so.

Yuan is an outrageous kid!

At least that's what Dalang thinks!

When A Yuan suddenly emerged from the bushes beside him, he followed Pang Hua quietly and walked away in front of him.

When he saw her even wearing a straw wreath on her head, Dalang was so shocked that he had no idea when she appeared here.

How about dreaming back to those days?

When Yuan was three years old, for a long time, you thought she was not there, and you didn't even notice that she was right next to you, but in fact -

As long as there is excitement, she is everywhere!

So scary! She is a ghost!!!

All the emotions that surged in Dalang's heart were instantly scared away!

"that……"

Dalang stretched out his hand to call them and say a few more words, but then he thought again, there seemed to be nothing more to say, so he put it down awkwardly.

Fat Hua, who was at the front, feeling sad yet proud of herself, didn't hear a word.

Yuan turned his head with pointed ears, and a few blades of grass fell off the wreath of emerald green leaves on his head.

"You called me? What's the matter?"

A Yuan straightened the green wreath on his head and asked his elder brother.

Dalang hadn't spoken to his sisters at home for a long time. He was a little confused and didn't know what to say.

He was also afraid that his younger sister would dislike him. He remembered that Fubao loved to hear people praise her, and thought that all little girls were the same.

I scratched my head in embarrassment and uttered:

"It's okay, it's just... your head is decorated very beautifully, very special, and very lively..."

The boy's voice was very gentle, a little hoarse and honest, and sounded very sincere.

Ah Yuan immediately smiled like a proud cat, crossed his arms and said proudly:

"You have really good taste! The rabbits said it wasn't pretty!"

"No, it's pretty... nice!"

Dalang complimented it somewhat reluctantly, thinking that this color looked good on the head, but it was a bit weird...

A Yuan didn’t know what he was thinking, she just felt that her elder brother was a rare good friend to her!

As good as her vision!

Yuan was a generous child. He took off the emerald wreath on his head, touched it with care, ran back and handed it to him solemnly, saying:

"Brother, this is for you! Hold your head out!"

Dalang squatted down silently and let his sister put the emerald green wreath without a single flower on it, which was also a small one he was wearing, on his head.

Yuan placed the wreath right in the middle of his head, took two steps back with satisfaction, looked at it carefully, nodded, and said with emotion:

"It's so beautiful! I'm really good at cooking!"

Dalang smiled awkwardly but politely:

"Yeah, that's great!"

Yuan wanted to talk a little more about the craft, but when he turned around and looked at Panghua who was walking further and further away, he felt that business was more important.

He hurriedly said goodbye to his elder brother and hurriedly chased after him.

Dalang waved at her back. The wreath on her head made him feel indescribably awkward, but thinking that it was put on by his sister herself, he was embarrassed to take it off immediately.

Just as he was hesitating, a chubby little sparrow that happened to be passing by came hopping up to him, tilted its head to look at him, its little black eyes suddenly lit up, and it chirped happily.

It flew directly into the center of the wreath with a flutter, turned twice, pecked at the grass leaves twice, and happily settled down:

New home~happy!

Dalang felt the warmth on his head, holding the wreath awkwardly.

Yuan... Yuan made a moving bird's nest...

Fubao and the others didn't notice the commotion here. When they returned, the bird's nest above Dalang's head was gone.

Fubao looked at the strange grass wreath with disdain and said nothing.

Dalang slowly moved his numb legs and took off the wreath with a sense of loss.

Seeing that Fubao didn't notice that Panghua was missing, for some reason, she didn't want to tell Fubao about Panghua, as she always felt that Panghua's words would offend her, so she just told her that Panghua had gone back for something.

When Fubao heard that Panghua dared to go back without telling him, he pouted unhappily, but did not take it to heart.

She looked at the wreath in Dalang's hand with disdain and said with a pout:

“How ugly!”

After saying that, he jumped and ran home.

Dalang retracted his hand after hearing what she said and hid the wreath behind him.

Seeing her walking away, he didn't feel reluctant to throw away the wreath, but kept it in his arms. He looked up at the sky again, but still didn't see the chubby little sparrow.

I could only follow Fubao and walk away silently.

Not long after, a sparrow that had finally fed itself landed on the ground with a beautiful little red flower in its beak, ready to decorate its new home.

but--

Where is home? Where is its new home? ! ! !

The little sparrow opened its beak, and the little red flower fell to the ground with a plop. The whole bird turned around twice in confusion and anger.

It flapped its wings and flew up, chirping several times in the air.

A group of sparrows of the same kind flew over from all directions in the village and the forest. The little sparrow chirped angrily among them, as if cursing:

Who! Who stole its new home again!

I don't know what they were communicating, but they were probably saying that there was no bird to steal your new home this time, and the bird grew legs and left on its own.

After a while, the little sparrow ran straight in the direction where Dalang and the others had left, and did not forget to pick up its little red flower.

…

And at Lao Fu's house.

Hutouhunuo, Yuan, Rabbit, Xingzi, and Niuwa were circling around Fathua, who was finally caught by Yuan and was sitting on a small stool.

Panghua was about to cry. Not long after she left, she found A Yuan coming from the other side and chasing her.

She thought she had made Fubao angry, and Yuan wanted to reconcile with Fubao, so he was ready to beat her up on behalf of Fubao.

She was so scared that she kept running, but she hadn't eaten well recently in order to lose weight, so she ran for a long time and was finally caught by Yuan.

Panghua was flexible and shouted for mercy, trying hard to defend herself.

I hope Yuan and Fubao can understand that a forced melon is not sweet, and friendship cannot be forced!

After she finished speaking, A Yuan scratched his head in confusion and said that she was not there to beat her, and it was even more impossible for her to beat her for Fubao, but she just had something at home that she wanted to ask her.

Panghua breathed a sigh of relief and followed A Yuan to Lao Fu's house. Everyone asked her how she came up with the decision to break up with Fubao.

But after she finished speaking, everyone's reactions were so strange that Yuan and the others were almost confused.

She is regretting now, very regretful. If she had known earlier, she would have been better off being beaten.

Fat Hua's stomach growled.

A Yuan and the others who were spinning in circles stopped and looked at her thoughtfully.

Grandma Yang asked her with a terrifying smile:

"Panghua, you're hungry. Let's eat at home today. Grandma Yang will stew some meat for you.

Hu Tou Hu Nao, go to Pang Hua's house and tell her that Pang Hua will eat at our house today, and we will send her back later."

He ran out like a gust of wind, not even caring about his butt which was not fully healed yet.

"etc……"

Fat Hua tried to refuse, but his hand grabbed nothing.

Yuan gently pressed her hand back and said:

"The chicken stewed in milk is delicious. Eat more later. Fatty, can you tell me again how you came to the decision to stop being with Fubao?"

Fat Hua: ...stay away from anyone and anything related to Fubao, otherwise you will only become unhappy!

"Actually, I haven't really figured it out, I just think it's better to do this..."

Fat Hua, who talked about this for the third time, started the story skillfully.

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