The next day, Xiao Mu woke up early for the first time. Perhaps it was because he had never gotten up early during the holidays. At this moment, he felt that everything around him seemed particularly fresh. He was a little "greedy" inhaling the extremely fresh air, as if he was c

The next day, Xiaomu woke up early for the first time. Perhaps it was because he had never gotten up early during the holidays. At this moment, he felt that everything around him seemed particularly fresh. He was a little "greedy" inhaling the extremely fresh air, as if he was charging, and he felt that the air seemed to give him strength all over his body. Looking around, the whole world seemed to have been washed. The flowers were redder and the leaves were greener. Even the small stool in the yard that he usually thought was shabby seemed to have a bit of antique nobility today.

"Hey, you got up so early? It's rare! It's rare!" Who is talking? I saw that she was holding a large bag of steamed buns in her hand. They were white and chubby. They must have been hot from the oven. Xiao Mu seemed to be able to feel its temperature through the white plastic bag. Wait a minute, there seem to be some different characters in the Steamed Bun Army, wow! Isn’t that Xiaomu’s favorite meat bun? ! That’s right! It was grandma who walked towards me. She went out early in the morning to buy breakfast for the children, and she especially wanted to bring some meat buns.

Xiao Mu was happy and was about to step forward to help her grandma, but she stopped unconsciously. He showed a smile that he felt was a bit embarrassing, and scratched the back of his head with his right hand in a disguised manner: "I don't know why I can't fall asleep... The air in the morning is quite good!"

"That's not true, especially in this country. I can’t praise you for the air, it’s really unmatched in the city!” After grandma finished speaking, she turned around and entered the kitchen, but she didn’t seem to notice anything strange about Xiao Mu.

But then again, why can't Komaki sleep? At this moment, he was still standing in the yard, looking at his cousin's room from time to time. "Still not getting up?" Xiao Mu pouted, and he simply sat on a stone in the yard.

"When is the best time to tell grandma? Or tell mom first? Hey, grandma will find out sooner or later." Xiao Mu leaned his body against the stone wall, put his hands on the back of his head, and looked up at the sky. This scene , for a 10-year-old child, it is somewhat helpless.

"Why did you get up so early?" A gentle greeting broke Xiao Mu's thoughts. At the door, his cousin, who was obviously not awake yet, looked like he was sleepwalking.

"You finally woke up! I've been waiting for you for a long time! I have to trouble you for something!" Xiao Mu quickly stood up and came to his cousin's side.

"What...are you doing?" Xiao Yu looked at the pebbles Xiao Mu handed him, a little confused. She suddenly seemed to remember something again and took two steps back subconsciously.

"I want my cousin to make a small bag for it so that I can hang it on my chest. Otherwise, what if I lose it?" Xiao Mu looked at his cousin pleadingly with his big watery eyes. .

After hearing this, my cousin actually laughed out loud: "Say, Xiao Mu, you are not afraid of people laughing at such a big stone hanging on your chest! Those who don't know better think you are wearing non-mainstream jewelry! Besides, , Even if it’s jewelry, it’s not suitable for your child to wear!”

After hearing this, Xiao Mu felt a little bit dumbfounded in his heart: “Then... what if I lose it?”

“I won’t lose this stone. People!" Xiao Yu touched Xiao Mu's head and went straight to wash up.

Xiao Mu looked at the stone again, a stone that looked really ordinary...

(To be continued)