"Aunt Patriarch said that you can take me out after today, is it true?" Salia sat on Fodamès's lap and asked with an innocent smile and a little expectation.

"Yes, my uncle will be able to complete the treatment today. Then your uncle will take you to live in a big city, okay? Fodames asked tentatively. This request was made to the matriarch by himself, after all, Sariye is a human being, although it was saved by the matriarch, but it is always a little inappropriate to live here surrounded by aliens, and he has also had a brother-sister relationship with her in the past few years of contact, and he can always think of his little moon when he looks at her. Although according to the time, she should already be a big girl. For these reasons, he hoped that he would be able to return to the human world with Saria and him. Of course, the matriarch readily agreed. After all, all the purposes of bringing Saliye back have been achieved. Although I have some feelings for her in my heart, I still agree.

"Okay, but can I come back?" For the big city in the mouth of Fudamès, Saliye is also very longing, but she can't let go of it. For the young her, this place is more like her second hometown, and her uncles and aunts here are more like her inseparable relatives.

"I guess that's fine...... "The road ahead is still uncertain, but I will do my best to achieve the goals that I and everyone here expects.

"That's great, see what I've brought you?" After getting the answer she wanted, Saliya looked happy, and then pretended to mysteriously take out a large water bladder from her back.

"Let Uncle guess......" Seeing that although this Fodamès already knew it, he still cooperated with the game with Sariye, he thought for a while as embarrassed, and then suddenly snatched the water bladder and laughed heartily: "It must be a fine wine made by little Sariye." After saying that, Fodames unscrewed the stopper of the water bladder, and a mellow smell of wine wafted out.

Saliye's ancestors have been making wine and selling wine for a living for generations, and there is a small tavern, if it is not for the invasion of war, she will also inherit this family business. Therefore, although she is young, she can also make all kinds of fine wines under the influence of her parents and the deliberate influence of her parents. Among them, she is most proud of the rice wine in the hands of Fodamès. The matriarch and his people also liked this new thing for them.

Smelling the aroma of the wine, thinking of the last rites and future life that were about to begin in the evening, Fodamès became more and more comfortable, and he raised his head and slowly put the wine into his throat, the habit of drinking was newly developed by himself in the past three years, and this habit, coupled with the company of Sariya, allowed him to live every day with a smile and forget all his troubles in the midst of great misfortune.

"Okay, drink less. Otherwise, the patriarch's aunt will be angry again. She blames me every time for giving you wine to drink before and after your ceremony, and when you do the ceremony, there is a smell of alcohol, and the ceremony is not conducive to cultivation. Watching Fodamès's throat greedily swallow the fruits of his labor, Salier felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction, but she muttered and persuaded herself, expressing her "grievances" and protesting gestures. Still, Sariya didn't make any real moves, just watched as Fodamès drank the wine, then stuffed another bag into his robe, and then snuggled into his arms, the warmth of which reminded her of her brother's chest, which she had once been lying in his arms. Thinking of my brother and thinking of my family, I felt a kind of sorrow and spontaneous growth, and muttered a nursery rhyme that my mother taught me:

Fireflies flicker out in the grass on a summer night

Just like the stars in the sky

The elves in the darkness danced

The wind chimes played under the eaves match the long chirping of the summer cicadas

It's the most beautiful melody to dance to them

The wind blows gently, and the white clouds like a veil bring you memories of your childhood

Fireflies fly down and rise in the summer night breeze

It's like countless street lamps erected

The croaking of frogs under the lights is combined into an ensemble

The song wafting in the starry sky is like a lullaby for the stars

Homestay embraces everyone's childhood dreams

The wind suddenly blows, and the lake ripples under the bright moon, and the reflection swayes

The fireflies shine brightly on the banks of the stream on a summer night

It's like saying goodbye to a scattered dandelion

The dew in the lotus leaves condenses into a mirror

The fur that wafts out at night seems to be the heart of a wanderer

With the trajectory of the summer breeze, it goes away with the wind

The light slowly shone into the earth, and the flowing water conveyed the expectations of the parents

The beautiful voice of the sarriah sings this ballad full of childhood feelings, and this song also evokes the memories of Fodamès's childhood. My mother left early, and my father was a father and a mother alone, and I grew up, and one summer night, when I was about eight years old, I chased a frog and got lost in the field. The endless darkness around him and the strange cries that came and went made his soul flutter, and it was his father's shouts that pulled him back from his fear, and he fell into his father's arms and wept bitterly, allowing his father to soothe his head. It's been more than 20 years since I think about that summer. I don't know if my father is still okay, if he still smokes with that antique pipe, and if he still remembers himself. Having been cut off from him for more than a decade, he didn't know anything about his situation, and he wished he could return to him immediately and tell him everything about himself. The eagerness of longing for his loved ones made him hold the sariya in his arms as usual, patting her and humming along as usual...... (End of Chapter 100)