"Who are you?" The little girl crying on the roadside looked up and asked the girl squatting on the wall.
"Me?" The girl tilted her head and thought, "I am the mountain god!"
"You're lying, the mountain god is obviously an old uncle." The little girl stopped crying and retorted seriously.
"Nonsense, I'm not an old uncle, I'm obviously a beautiful girl." The girl explained when she heard that the little girl didn't believe it.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Mom, there is a bad sister who bullies me." The little girl didn't believe it, thinking that Lingdang was a bad person, because her mother often said that girls can't climb trees or walls.
"Hey, hey, don't cry, I am really the mountain god." Lingdang saw the little girl squatting in the corner crying, and originally wanted to come over to comfort her, but after saying this, the little girl cried even harder, and she hurriedly clarified herself.
"Woooooooooooooo..." The little girl ignored her and focused on crying.
"What kind of girl doesn't learn well? She climbs trees and walls and then deceives children. She is really worthless." The woman in the yard heard the cry and ran over and took the little girl's hand, muttering to herself as she walked out.
Hey, don't go, I'm really a mountain god... Lingdang watched the mother and daughter walk away sadly, then stretched out her hand to rub her legs that were numb from squatting.