Unfortunately, the breadfruit was not big, and it was eaten up in just a few bites.
Lingling's happy eating journey was forced to end.
She looked at the empty spoon and fruit shell, and licked her lips with her pink little tongue, as if savoring the delicious food that had just left her.
After savoring it, Lingling still had an expectant look in her eyes, and continued to yell at Allen with some hopelessness.
"Ahh, ahhh (Uncle, keep going)"
Alan felt a little guilty when he saw that eager look.
Although this breadfruit is small, it is very filling and an adult woman only needs to eat a small one.
Under the cute baby's onslaught, he had unknowingly fed her the whole thing, but he didn't dare to give her any more.
He could only avoid Lingling's gaze guiltily, touch her head, comfort her a little, and then quietly retreat.
Seeing this, Lingling tilted her head but stopped crying. Her days in the lab had taught her that crying would lead to bad consequences.
She raised her little fleshy hand and gently patted her round belly to feel it.
"Hmm~ My tummy seems to be full. Lingling is a good baby who knows how to be content. What should Lingling do next?" Thinking of this, Lingling turned her head with difficulty in the cradle and looked around.
She found that the other tree people were gone, and now only Grandpa Blue was still with her.
Not only that, he rocked the cradle gently and unskillfully, saying "Baby sleep, baby sleep."
Blu's mumbling gave her a flash of inspiration and she finally remembered.
Oh yes, Lingling was sleeping just now.
Thinking of this, the sleepiness that hadn't finished running suddenly came back. Lingling closed her eyes and fell asleep obediently in a short while.
Seeing the baby who had been crying for food just now fall asleep so quickly, Blue couldn't help laughing and looked carefully into the cradle.
I saw the baby lying on its side in the tree basket, its two little fleshy legs restlessly holding the quilt, and its little hands clenched into fists resting on its chin.
In the faint light of the fireflies, you can still see the little girl's long eyelashes casting a shadow on her eyelids, and her chubby little face is also stained a little red, and she is sleeping particularly soundly.
Blue smiled knowingly, covered her with the quilt, and finally went out with peace of mind.
The night is still long, and he still has a lot to talk about with old friends he hasn't seen for a long time, so let the little baby have a sweet dream and sleep peacefully.
The next morning, the sound of birds singing could be heard in the forest.
Accompanied by the cheerful chirping of birds, Lingling also woke up in a daze.
Lingling rubbed her sleepy eyes and subconsciously greeted Bai Jiu: "Uncle Bai, good morning~"
After waiting for a while, there was no response. Lingling's mind gradually became clear and she remembered that Uncle Bai had left for something.
Pursing his lips in disappointment, the little one muttered to himself, "Uncle Bai is busy, Lingling, be good, uncle will be back soon, Lingling, don't be afraid~"
Under this kind of self-hypnosis, Lingling's mood quickly adjusted.
Then she sat up in the cradle and curiously observed the tree house that she had not been able to see clearly in the dim night last night.
The walls of the tree house have the unique wood texture of the trees, and the interior is empty without any decoration.
Apart from the cradle where Lingling stayed and some small things that the tree people brought in for her last night, there was only a large wooden table and a few wooden chairs.
Looking at the table, Lingling felt a little eager to climb up and have some fun.
Before she could move, her stomach started to growl.
"Be good, tummy. Lingling will find a way to feed you right away."
After thinking about it, Lingling touched her soft belly seriously.
At this time, the door of the tree house was opened from the outside, and in came Alan, who had fed Lingling breadfruit yesterday.
As soon as he came in, he saw his little benefactor touching his belly and cursed himself inwardly.
"I'm too slow. My little benefactor is so hungry that he's rubbing his stomach."
Then he quickly walked to Lingling's cradle.
Afraid of scaring the stunned little creature by speaking directly, Alan carefully stretched out a branch to attract Lingling's attention.
"Ahh? (What is this?)" Lingling saw the branch suddenly hanging in front of her eyes and subconsciously grabbed it.
Looking up along the branch, she saw Alan.
Lingling has a good memory and immediately recognized that this was the uncle who fed her the fragrant fruit last night.
Uncle = delicious = fragrant and sweet
The not-so-bright brain immediately recalled the delicious food from last night.
Slurp~
The little hand wiped the corner of his mouth in panic.
Lingling curved her lips and smiled at Alan in a flattering manner, blinking her big eyes and looking at him expectantly.
Alan was helpless in the face of her laughter. He knew what his benefactor was expecting, so he quickly took out the food he had prepared.
On a wooden tray, there was a breadfruit that Lingling had eaten last night, two small red fruits, and a small cup of warm honey water in a bamboo tube.
The tree people searched for honey in the woods early in the morning, and the small red fruit was one of the foods they planned to exchange with foreign tribes. It was called red fruit and tasted sour and sweet.
None of them had ever raised a human child, so they could only rely on their own knowledge to take out some food that the children should be able to eat, and then wait until the next trading day to trade some food, clothing and daily necessities for the children with other races.
When Lingling saw so many delicious foods, she was so happy that she kicked her legs and wanted to stand up from the cradle.
But the six-month-old baby's legs did not have enough strength to stand, and his little butt was lifted and lowered before sitting back down again.
After being stunned for two seconds, Lingling could only look at Allen helplessly when she saw that she couldn't stand up and grab the tray.
"Ahh, ahhh~ (Smells good, Lingling, eat~)"
Alan looked at her excited expression with amusement, but did not delay.
He quickly rolled up the bamboo tube and fed her some honey water to sweeten her mouth. Then, just like last night, he used a small spoon to feed Lingling breadfruit one spoonful at a time. After that, he stuffed two red fruits into her hands and let her hold them and chew them for fun.
The series of actions were smooth and flowing, and Lingling's breakfast was served perfectly.
Lingling was still a little confused as she was chewing the red fruit. How come her stomach was full in the blink of an eye?
Alan, who had completed his mission here, went out and came back again.
He took out a small car that looked similar to a baby carriage. The car was very simple and new, and it was obvious that it had been rushed out.
First, he put Lingling's small quilt and small pillow in there, then he picked up Lingling and moved her to another place, and finally pushed her out the door.
Lingling didn't know where her uncle was taking her, so she continued to eat the red fruit, occasionally looking up at the surrounding scenery, and then "chatting" with Alan who was pushing her in baby language.
They babbled all the way until they reached the location of the mother tree from last night and stopped when they saw a large group of tree people.
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