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Jiangnan water town, a long river through the town. Flowing through the exquisitely carved curved stone hole bridge, flowing past the old ruins of ancient bricks, under the warm reflection of the shallow sun, refracted a sparkling wave. The verdant trees and rows of classical houses on the shore are reflected in the clear blue water, as if they are nestled in the water, presenting a simple and ancient picture to everyone.

Walking in this deep alleyway, with the fresh and refreshing air, the hustle and bustle of the heart seems to have been precipitated, leaving people with peace and tranquility.

"Dad, Dad, where are we going? If I am here, I will not be afraid of heaven and earth~" Following the immature and crisp children's voice, the sight drifted to the end of the ancient town, and a petite figure faintly emerged. From a distance, a mischievous elf fairy ran and shuttled in the laneway, driving two upturned pigtails to fly in the wind, as vigorous as the morning sunrise.

There is no doubt that this sweet little girl is naturally the little princess Maomao. While happily humming the theme song of the most popular variety show, she carried a delicate little basket to complete the glorious mission assigned by her godfather - to find the ingredients that need to be prepared tonight.

It is said that Wang Yong's carefully calculated naval battle did not receive the expected result, and he only saw half of the mysterious woman's **, which made the situation fall into a stalemate all of a sudden.

And it just so happens that in the kindergarten where Mao Mao is located, in order to strengthen the parent-child relationship, he imitates the most popular variety show and holds parent-child activities. Poor Maomao, I couldn't find my father to participate with me at all.

When he was extremely depressed and aggrieved, Wang Yong and Ouyang Feifei both felt extremely distressed. Although they are not biological daughters, Wang Yong and Ouyang Feifei have always been precious to her. Without any objection, Comrade Wang was ordered to come to help Mao Mao support the scene.

For this event, Mao Mao was carefully dressed up. She wore a pure white lace dress with scattered beige flowers at the corners, and a striking light yellow butterfly clip in her hair, which perfectly reflected her pink face. Such a lively and lovely little girl, I believe that whoever sees it will like it from the bottom of her heart.

Mao Mao jumped all the way, like a happy lark, adding vitality to the quiet countryside. After visiting several homes door to door, Mao Mao quickly collected a heavy basket of food. With her ice and snow smart head, well-behaved little mouth, and cute appearance, she naturally aroused the love of many people, and everyone gave her a lot of ingredients.

After a while, Mao Mao was far ahead of his peers. There were some other friends involved in the activity, some only found a little bit, and some even sat lazily on the steps empty-handed, looking at the sky with a bitter face, as if waiting for the adults of their family to bring them back.

Maomao stopped and squatted down. Counting the things that had been found in the basket, after thinking for a while, he pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Hmm, eggplant, greens, tomatoes, potatoes, fish, eggs~ There are only chili peppers left, it's really hard to find." ”

Since people in Jiangnan towns don't eat some spicy food, Maomao looked for several restaurants, but still found nothing. The energetic singing voice sounded again: "Look for the chili, find the chili, find a big chili, kiss and hug, you are my good chili." Mao Mao shook her head and hummed the adapted version of Looking for Chili Pepper by herself. Thinking that her godfather was still waiting for her to go back, she regained her full confidence and continued to walk towards a family in front of her.

"Knock knock" Mao Mao knocked on the door of the family again.

The door creaked open, and a white-haired old man who looked to be over sixty years old, half-squinted, frowned, and looked at him suspiciously.

"Grandpa, do you have any chili peppers at home?" Mao Mao asked politely, a pair of big eyes flickering, revealing an irresistible brilliance.

When the old man saw Maomao's innocent and cute appearance, he showed a kind smile: "Hehe, little doll, what do you want chili peppers for?" How did you get here alone? What about your family? ”

"I'm not a little doll, I'm a little princess. You can call me Maomao. After refuting it neatly, the queen Fan was full of Maomao, and put on a posture of a little adult, and said: "Godfather cooks at home, and he relies on Maomao to find ingredients." If you can't find the materials, your godfather and Maomao won't have anything to eat. It doesn't matter if Mao Mao eats less, his godfather is so strong, and his appetite is as big as a rice bucket, if he is hungry, Fei Fei's godmother will definitely blame me. ”

Listening to Mao Mao's emotion, the old man Rao was stunned no matter how much experience he had. There was a look of surprise in his eyes, this is what such a big child should say.

"Grandpa, grandpa, you can be kind enough to help. If you give me chili peppers, all of my godfather's confidants will be grateful to you. His watery eyes did not blink, and his hands pulled the old man's arm, swaying from side to side.

Wang Yong, who was busy not far away, suddenly sneezed heavily, and his heart was inexplicable, obviously he didn't catch a cold.

Although the old man was surprised in his heart that this little girl's words and deeds were not suitable for her age, he couldn't help but be amused by her. Mao Mao is so sensible, so cute, and he calls himself sweetly by a grandfather, which reminds him of his granddaughter who left home. Now, only an old man like him is left alone in this ancestral house, and it is strange that it is usually deserted.

No, after seeing Maomao, I was naturally very happy in my heart, how good it would be if there was a child by my side. Strange as it may be, the kid just wants some chili peppers. I believe that no matter who it is, there will be no immunity to this innocent and fresh little beauty in front of her, with a sweet mouth.

"Ahem, Maomao, wait a minute, grandpa will come over and get it for you right away." After saying that, the old man slowly wandered to the kitchen, and after rummaging for a while, he found some chili peppers grown at home.

"Come, Maomao, this is a chili pepper for you, send it to your godfather." The old man looked at Mao Mao kindly, as if he were his own granddaughter.

Mao Mao took the chili pepper, breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally showed a happy smile. I saw her bend her soft and delicate body gratefully, and thanked: "Thank you, grandpa, just a little bit of Mao Mao is enough, if you eat too much, I'm afraid that my godfather will breathe fire, he starts a fire, I don't have a rut, and only Fei Fei's godmother can control him." ”

"Haha~" The old man smiled again, staring at the child's smiling face, always so pure. After reading it, I couldn't help but feel happy in my heart.

"Grandpa, take good care of your body, Maomao will come to see you from time to time when she is free." Mao Mao carried a heavy small basket, stepped out of the door, turned back and shouted loudly to the old man.

I can't let my godfather wait, otherwise Mao Mao really wants to talk to this old man, because he looks pitiful, and the lonely look falls in her eyes, which makes Mao Mao think of her mother.

The old man waved goodbye to Mao Mao, feeling warm in his heart. I thought to myself that this child's godfather should be so happy to have such a lovely daughter.

Mao Mao looked at the various materials collected in his hand, and his heart was also beautiful, and his agile steps were also jumping happily on the bluestone pavement, thinking that he would definitely be able to get praise and praise from Wang Yong's godfather when he went back.

"Caterpillars?" It was a little boy who said this, about the same age as Mao Mao, but he refused to knock on the door to find something, so when he saw that Mao Mao had returned with a full load, he still found nothing and was empty-handed......

Mao Mao looked at it, it turned out to be the naughtiest boy in his class, Jiang Peng, a very fat body, lumps of flesh piled up on his body, like a small hill after another, and his facial features were also squeezed and deformed by the flesh on his face, and he could only find it from under the black eyebrows, the small eyes that were squinted into slits.

Classmates call him a little fat man, this little fat man is a "son", so the temper is also a "son" temper, usually in the school often find trouble with other classmates, of course, there is no less to bully Mao Mao, but also often make the teacher angry, some beautiful teachers are provoked by this little fat man shed tears. So Maomao also hates him very much.

"I'm not called a caterpillar, I'm called Maomao." Mao Mao glanced at the little fat man, and replied to him in an unfriendly tone, in the eyes of children, dealing with bad guys should be fierce.

The little fat man saw that Maomao's hands were full of things, and she was also deeply liked by the teachers and classmates, of course, his heart was very unbalanced, in his eyes, the teachers and classmates should like him as much as his parents, but in fact, on the contrary, no one liked him, so when he saw Maomao alone, he wanted to come over to find Maomao's trouble.

"You're a caterpillar, a caterpillar without a father. Woo la, so pitiful, no dad caterpillar. The little fat man walked up to Mao Mao and danced with his hands.

"I have a dad, I have a dad, my dad is abroad." The child's heart is more sensitive and fragile, and when other children say that they don't have a father, Maomao suddenly became excited and her voice became louder.

The little fat man saw that the usually well-behaved little girl had a temper, and he felt a huge sense of satisfaction in his heart, so he became even more fearless: "You just don't have a father, a caterpillar without a father, oh~oh~~so pitiful~." The little fat man danced happily in front of Maomao, declaring that he had the superiority and satisfaction of his father.

"I sue you, I have a father, and my father is abroad." Mao Mao repeated it again, and then shouted loudly to the boy: "I often call my father, and I hear my father say that people like you are moths." Of course, Maomao has never seen a moth, she just heard her mother say that people who don't know anything and only rely on others to eat are moths.

…… (To be continued.) )