The peach blossoms in Qishan Village, Fulan County are blooming again. Clustered on the branches, the blossoms compete to bloom and embrace this spring which still has a hint of chill. Swallows in new clothes come from afar, looking for families with whom they are destined to live, building nests and giving birth to new life.

A tall peach tree has branches growing out of the fence wall. The peach blossoms on the branches are clustered together, with a few tender yellow leaves mixed in, adding some different scenery to the colorful flowers and making the pink scene not too monotonous.

Under the peach tree inside the fence, there is a black wooden table covered with black fungus and green moss, and on the wooden table is an irregular stone slab.

There were some fuzzy lines carved on the stone slab. After careful identification, I found that they were chess grid lines. It seemed that no one had moved it for a long time. There were two black round wooden stools placed on the left and right sides of the black wooden table. They were also damp and fungi were multiplying wildly.

It seemed that it rained all night last night. Even if the rain had stopped now, the dark clouds would not disperse so quickly. However, the faint appearance of blue sky and white clouds not far away indicated that today would be a very good day.

The big white goose takes its baby geese to swim in the small pond next to the vegetable patch under the fence. The mother hen takes her baby chicks to catch insects in the vegetable patch. After the rain, there are always many small insects that come out to breathe in the vegetable patch, such as earthworms, which are enough for them to have a full meal.

The mother dog is feeding the three puppies in the kennel. They have just opened their eyes for a few days and cannot walk well yet. When she goes out to find food occasionally, the big orange cat who always likes to sleep on the roof of the kennel in the yard will take on the responsibility of taking care of the puppies. Although most of the time the cat doesn't even know when the puppies have crawled out of the kennel, it tries its best.

All the little animals in the yard woke up. The door of the shabby cabin was pulled open from the outside by a pair of white and tender little hands, and a little boy wearing a washed-out short-sleeved shirt, jeans and a torn goose yellow cotton coat walked out of the cabin.

"Hoohoo... the wind is so cold~"

The sudden cool breeze blew on Little Candy's chubby cheeks, and some naughty wind even penetrated into his clothes through his neck.

Little Candy shivered from the cold and unconsciously shrank her neck. After rubbing her hands, she used her chubby little hands to grab the hat and put it on her little head.

With two fluffy little ears on the goose yellow hat, his pink little face, big round grape eyes and innocent voice make him a natural little cutie.

Little Candy got used to the temperature of the wind, turned around and squatted, picked up the small bucket full of corn ears and corn kernels, and dragged it to the small water tank with all her might, step by step. She tiptoed to push away the wooden board covering the water tank, and scooped half a bowl of water with a small bowl with a hole in it and put it into the small bucket.

"Hoo, hoo, little Candy needs to grow taller."

After repeating the same action many times, Little Candy finally soaked the corn ears and corn kernels in the bucket. He put the bowl down, sighed deeply, and then picked up the small wooden stick next to the small water tank and stirred the natural mixed feed in the small wooden barrel in an orderly manner.

“Ga ga ga…”

“Chirp, chirp…”

“Hehe…”

The big goose and the old hen smelled the scent and ran towards the little candy with their babies, while the goslings and chicks followed their mother in small steps, making cute chirping sounds.

One or two little guys got anxious and stepped on their own feet, falling down, and doing a particularly painful chin brake. They chirped a few times, but no geese or chickens paid any attention to them. They stood up again and continued to run staggeringly to their destination.

"Mother Goose, don't fight over it. Let your baby have some. Mother Hen, don't quarrel with Mother Goose! Mother said we should be fair and just. You can't fight over it."

When Little Candy saw the big goose spreading its wings and flying towards him, he immediately anxiously faced it with his round butt. He was knocked to the ground and stumbled. His butt bounced a bit after it touched the ground before he could sit steadily. His chubby little butt was painful.

But he ignored the pain and hugged the mother goose. When he saw the mother hen coming over with his big eyes, he immediately freed one hand and grabbed her wings. His whole little face turned red, and it was obvious that he was trying hard to be fair and just.

The restrained big goose and old hen did not dare to compete with the little milk ball in front of them. After all, they could still tell the difference between one meal being full and another.

So they could only watch their unruly sons eat part of the food in the bucket, and only after they ran away were they let go by the little milk ball.

"Mother Goose and Mother Hen, please eat your food well and don't quarrel with each other."

When little Candy saw that the goslings and chickens had stopped eating, she happily let go of the big goose and the old hen. She smoothed their back fur with her two little hands, got up from the ground, patted her sore little butt, and then clattered back into the house on her short legs.

The big goose and the old hen that had been living in harmony outside the house started to fight for food after seeing Little Candy leave. They quickly ate up all the food in the bucket, even the food that had spilled.

The big orange cat, lying on the roof of the doghouse and wagging its tail, lazily witnessed the whole process. If it could speak, it might have gone to complain by now.

Little Tangguo came out panting, holding a large round plastic jar. The jar was filled with dried fish that he had caught at the river with the uncles and aunts in the village a few days ago. He walked to Daju's cat bed and put half of the dried fish into its broken bowl.

"Meow~"

When Big Orange smelled the dried fish, he woke up instantly, jumped down from the roof of the kennel, and came to Little Candy in a few steps. He rubbed his short legs and then looked up and meowed at him, as if to express his gratitude to him. After this meow of thanks, he lowered his head to eat.

"Cat, you have to eat more small fish so that you can grow fat. Then when mom comes back, she will praise me for being so great, hehehe..."

Little Candy didn't care about Daju's thanks. He held the big plastic jar and smiled proudly. The little fat on his cheeks shook, which was very cute.

The whimpering cries of the puppies coming from the doghouse attracted Little Candy's attention. Little Candy looked over and found that the mother dog and the puppies had not been fed yet. She slapped her head in annoyance, turned around and walked back into the house with her short legs, grunting.

After a while, smoke rose from the roof. Little Candy was now standing on a small stool and flipping the fried rice in the pot with both hands. He was small and looked particularly dangerous, but there was nothing he could do.

Little Tangguo has depended on his mother since birth. Although his mother is a teacher in the village, she is in poor health and often cannot cook for him, so he learned to cook by himself. He is a man and he must protect and take care of his mother, so he must learn to cook. The best thing he makes is fried rice, which is his mother's favorite.

Little Candy flipped the rice for a while, then carefully got down from the stool and walked to the stove to add firewood. After the meal was cooked, the tender little milk balls turned into black little charcoal balls. Fortunately, his meal was cooked very successfully.

"Da Huang, here's your meal!"

"Woof~"

Little Tangguo shared most of the fried rice she made with Dahuang. After getting a response from Dahuang, she smiled and took the remaining rice and sat down under the eaves. She looked at the clouds in the sky, hoping that her mother would get better soon and come back from the hospital to see her.