When I returned to the stone cave, the little milk bag carefully squatted down, and the snow kite slowly came down from above, holding the big fish in her hand, looking very happy.

The little milk bag looked at her and felt a little strange. He didn't understand why his mother could still be happy holding the thorn.

The elder brothers and sisters in the tribe were so frightened when they saw the thorn that even he didn't like it. I heard that some people ate thorns and died, but he really didn't understand what his mother wanted for this thing.

But since his mother likes it, then he will find a way to get it for his mother, as long as his mother is happy, then he will be in a good mood.

"Yun'er, wait, my mother will make you grilled fish to eat."

The little milk bag scratched her head, as if thinking about something. He didn't know what the grilled fish was talking about, but there was something delicious, and he was still looking forward to it.

Snow Kite took out the bone knife and the small wood he had just found, scraped off the scales, and used the bone knife to open the fish and clean up all the dirt.

Looking at his mother's fiddling with her prickly head, he was a little curious. Although the brothers and sisters in the tribe also have thorn heads, they don't get them like their mothers.

The smell of fish was so strong that it filled the house. The little milk bag smelled a little uncomfortable, but she was still curious, so she resisted the urge to go to the mouth of the stone cave.

When it was cleaned up, the snow kite threaded the fish with wood chips, made a fire again, and began to grill the fish. After a while, the scent wafted through the room.

When the fish is grilled, the snow kite puts the fish on the leaf and gives it to the little milk packet. The little milk bag sniffed it, but didn't eat it, and made a very disgusted look.

"Mother, you can't eat the thorns, some brothers and sisters used to eat them, and they died."

Listening to the words of the little milk bag, and seeing the panic flashing in her eyes, Snow Kite was a little surprised.

It was the first time she had heard such a new term as a prick. However, the fish is covered in spines, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with saying so.

Seeing that the little milk bag refused to eat, she was a little disappointed and ate it by herself. The little milk bag watched her eat the thorn, was a little scared, and hurriedly snatched it.

"Mother, you don't want to die, I don't want you to leave. The witch said that if you eat a thorn, you will be pierced to death. ”

The little milk bag suddenly cried, which startled her, and hurriedly comforted her. She didn't expect that she was just eating a fish, and the reaction of the little milk bag was so big.

She took the grilled fish in the little milk bag and put it on the table, and only let go of the hand holding him until the little milk bag stopped crying.

When Mo Yan came back, he saw that Xiao Nibao's eyes were red, and he was very distressed, so he hurriedly asked him what was going on.

Hearing that the little milk bag said that her mother had eaten the thorn, Mo Yan was a little flustered, and immediately hugged her and flew towards Yuheng's stone cave.

Yu Heng is the physician of the tribe, in charge of the medicinal materials of the tribe, and protects the people of the tribe from diseases, and is deeply loved by the tribesmen.

Entering the stone cave, Mo Yan's hands were still trembling, very scared. Yu Heng was also a little strange when he saw him.

This old friend of mine has been the patriarch for several years, and he has never made a mistake in doing things, and he has never been so flustered as he is now.

Until he saw the little female in his arms, he looked at it curiously, and then looked away.

He also knew a little bit about the things back then, and Mo Yan looked like that back then, and everyone felt distressed when they saw it.

But now Mo Yan is in love with other females, and he is happy for him from the bottom of his heart to be able to come out.

"This little female...... Sick? ”

Mo Yan nodded and put her on the straw mat, Yu Heng looked at the little female and was startled.

"It's not ......"

Mo Yan shook his head at him, and didn't speak again. Until he heard that the little female had eaten the thorn, Yu Heng's face became a little solemn.

"Ah Yan, it's not that I won't help you, you also know that there is no way to deal with the thorn so far, and there are many clansmen who die after eating the thorn every year......

Hearing Yu Heng's words, Mo Yan looked a little lost. I thought I could have a new beginning and a complete home, but now it's like this.

Hearing the words of the two people, the snow kite twitched the corners of her mouth. She had eaten fish for so many years, and nothing else had happened except that she had been stuck in a fish bone.

"Well, I said, I'm fine, that thing is delicious."

Hearing the gentle voice of the little female made Mo Yan a little flustered. A few days ago, he said that he would protect her, but now he is going to lose her.

He understood what the little female said, she didn't want to be sad, so he comforted himself like this.

Feeling the man's sadness, Snow Kite gently wrapped her arms around his waist, and Mo Yan hugged her tighter.

It wasn't until she was a little out of breath that he let go of her. Looking at the man's red eyes, she blamed herself a little, she knew that this would happen, and she wouldn't eat fish if she killed him.

The man was a little disappointed and took her back to the cave. Looking at the back of his good friend, Yu Heng sighed. Heaven is always so unfair to Mo Yan.

When he arrived at the stone cave, the little milk bag was still crying, and Mo Yan held him in his arms and comforted him softly. There was a burst of warmth from the wide palm, and the little milk bag was in a better mood.

cried a little hard, which made the little milk bag a little tired, and slept directly in Mo Yan's arms. As soon as Mo Yan was about to put him down, he saw the little milk bag frowning, and his face was very painful. continued to hold him and let the little milk bag sleep well for a while.

Looking at the sullen appearance of the father and son, the snow kite was a little distressed. If I hadn't been too willful, I wouldn't have made such a fuss.

Mo Yan stayed by her side all the time, for fear that he wouldn't see her in the next moment. He had never been so afraid of losing something as he was now.

Until he felt a little tired, Mo Yan put the little milk bag on the straw mat and lay down himself. With a stretch of his long arm, he pulled the snow kite into his arms.

"Don't move, let me hold it for a while, it'll be fine for a while."

The man was in a bad mood, she could feel it. So he lay quietly in Mo Yan's arms, Mo Yan's breathing came, the breath he exhaled was warm, the expression on his face was much softer, and there was a trace of exhaustion.

When Mo Yan woke up, he saw that the person in his arms had closed his eyes. He was a little scared and kept shaking the body of the snow kite.

Feeling the shaking of its body, the snow kite wakes up from its sleep. Until he saw him open his eyes, the man let out a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that she wouldn't wake up, afraid that he would lose her like this, but fortunately, she was still there, and she was still with him, lying quietly in his arms.

"Iris, I'm so scared, I'm afraid of losing you, I'm afraid you'll leave like this."

The man's uneasiness and helplessness, she saw it in her eyes. She gently held the man's face, and pecked on it with her soft lips.

Mo Yan held her face and kissed her soft lips, eager to melt him into her body. Only in this way can he calm his heart.

When the snow kite was kissed and almost out of breath, Mo Yan let go of her.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have eaten fish."

Hearing her apology, Mo Yan felt even more guilty and didn't know what to do. His little female is so kind, even if she has something to do, she doesn't want to make others sad.

"But, it's okay to eat that, you trust me. Don't be afraid, okay? ”

Mo Yan saw the begging and firmness in the eyes of the little female, although everyone would die if they ate the thorns, but the little female said no, he was willing to believe.

"Well, I believe you, I didn't protect you well and caused you to be wronged."

The two of them hugged each other quietly, and neither of them spoke. A moment of tranquility makes the relationship between the two people more delicate.

When the sun was about to set, the little milk bag woke up and kept calling for her mother. Knowing that she was frightened today, Snow Kite hurriedly hugged him in her arms and comforted him silently.

Looking at the father sitting next to him, the little milk bag asked out loud, "Father, will my mother die?" I don't want her to die. ”

Mo Yan touched his head and told him not to worry. The company of the family made the little milk bag's restless heart slowly relax.

"Father found your Uncle Yuheng, he said it's okay, my mother won't leave, good, Father will take you to the bonfire meeting in the evening."

Hearing the bonfire, the little milk bag's eyes lit up and she forgot about the unpleasant things.

I originally wanted to make grilled fish for the man to eat, but now I don't dare. Because of this incident, the snow kite did not eat fish again for a long time.

Night falls, and the stars shine. Occasionally, fireflies fly by, with a faint bright light, which is very beautiful.

Seeing that the little female liked it, Mo Yan waved his hand, held the firefly in the palm of his hand, and handed it to the snow kite.

Snow Kite smiled, spread out her palms, and released the fireflies back into the sky.

She likes fireflies, and hopes that such a beautiful thing is free and continues that unique beauty.

The family of three talked and laughed and slowly walked towards the square where the bonfire was held.