Tong Xiao traveled through time.
The harvest is a hut and a grandpa.
There is also a gourd vine in the yard.
"Grandpa, please tell me a story!" Tong Xiao was acting cute without restraint.
The white-haired grandpa shook his cattail leaf fan and began his cliched opening remarks: "A long time ago..."
"There is a snake spirit and a scorpion spirit in the mountains!" The pangolin's pointed head popped up.
Grandpa slowly continued: "A girl named Xiaoxiao raised seven gourd babies..."
T_T
——Tong Xiao's childhood was shattered into pieces.