A wife came to Taoyuan Village, and she brought a child.
The child is only five years old. His first name is Mingyao and his nickname is Yaoyao. He has two little hairpins on his hair. He is a sweet and cute child, as cute as a snow dumpling.
The eldest sister at the east end wants to be fed, the little bully at the west end wants to be protected, and all the children in the village want to coax her into being their little sister.
Unexpectedly, Yaoyao unexpectedly asked Huo Ran, the most bad-tempered one, for a hug.
What surprised them even more was that Huo Ran, who was even more childlike than the King of Children, not only hugged Yaoyao naturally and carefully, but also helped Yaoyao braid her hair, put on her shoes, pick fruits, and feed rabbits.
The eldest sister puffed out her face, and the little bully clenched his fists, squatting and waiting to pry the corner of the wall.
They waited and waited, year after year, until the two leaky thatched huts were tidied with bricks and tiles, with bacon and sausages hanging from the eaves; until the world was in turmoil and then calmed down; until Huo Ran changed from the remains of an Orion to a guarding general Huo;
Wait until there is a good story, that General Huo, Shili Hongzhuang begged to marry his beautiful girl.
Huo Ran has been unhappy since he was a child. His parents died early, and he stumbled until he was ten years old. His temper was as hard as the bow passed down from his ancestors. In the eyes of the children in Taoyuan Village, he was thorny and aloof, and no one wanted to get close to him.
Until that autumn, a family moved next door, and Xiaotuanzi stretched out his hands to him, gesturing for a hug from his brother.
There are so many green plum shadows that a hug lasts a lifetime.
Intention: side by side love