he can fly

49.

As the days passed, the migratory birds built their nests here and looked around.

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Among the eight families who had a picnic this time, except for Doudou's mother, Yan Tang was not very familiar with them.

He nodded politely with the mothers who came to say hello, and said hello, which was the only communication.

Luoluo's mother and Linlin's mother who went to the sand area park together last time did not come.

Of course, when they came, Yan Tang probably had nothing in common with them.

And Doudou's mother is busy talking to several other mothers, and has no time to pay attention to Yan Tang.

The big cow doctor in the capital she just mentioned has aroused the interest of many mothers.

If you can cure your child, even if you don't have so much money, you can learn about it first, maybe you will have a chance in the future?

Several mothers were holding their children, and they were asking Doudou's mother some details.Some asked about the price, some asked about the background of the doctor, and whether the operation was risky or not.

Doudou's mother is also warm-hearted.In addition, after Doudou received the treatment, she obviously improved, and she was also proud of it. While lovingly touching Doudou's head, she happily shared her experience with others with a smile.

Doudou silently let his mother touch his head, he glanced lightly at the aunts around him one by one, and then looked away, his fat face was full of indifference.

Don't know what to think.

In this way, Yan Tang and Ai Bao were left alone.

Different from the crowd in front who were chattering non-stop, Yan Tang and Ai Bao walked slowly behind, holding hands.

Ai Bao hums an out-of-tune song, and Yan Tang listens to Ai Bao's song.

They walked on the soft soil, and there were sparse green grasses on the black soil.

The two of them are not alone.

The spring wind occasionally blows over to accompany them.

It brings the aroma of unknown small flowers not far away, and what Doudou's mother said, the clean stream has a bit of a cool breath.

After walking for a while, Ai Bao said that his legs were tired.

He shamelessly pawed at Yan Tang, wanting to rest for a while.

Yan Tang has long known that Ai Bao's physical strength is not good, he has always been a delicate child.

Here, Yan Tang only rubbed Ai Bao's little head buried on his chest, and said that we should take a rest.

Yan Tang looked at the large troops ahead.

Mama Doudou and her party were walking towards the stream in a lively manner. They probably wanted to have a picnic by the river.

And the stream is not far from Yantang and Aibao. From Yantang's current location, the route is clear, and there is no need for someone to lead the way.There is no problem with him and Aibao walking slowly.

So Yan Tang took out a thick red checked tablecloth from his backpack in advance.

He spread the red checked tablecloth on the lawn and made Abbot sit on it.

"Is this our flying carpet?" Ai Bao asked while sitting next to Yan Tang.

He listened to Aladdin's lamp recently and thought all boxy blanket-like cloths could fly.

A few days ago, Yan Tang saw that Ai Bao had taken a bath, sat on the bedding, and waited for the quilt to take off.

Yan Tang touched the somewhat rough flying carpet and replied, "It should be, but it may not want to fly."

Abbot snorted.

He also touched the red plaid flying carpet.

"Okay then," Ai Bao glanced at the flying carpet beside him, then raised his head and leaned on Yan Tang's shoulder, "The flying carpet is also on holiday."

Yan Tang nodded, and zipped up Aibao's coat by the way.

Now it was windy, he was careful to catch Ai Bao cold.

Yan Tang and Ai Bao sat quietly, watching a large group of people slowly moving not far away.

That large group of people is like a flock of sheep on the vast grassland, scattered and gathered in a vast green corner.

However, this flock of sheep are all dressed in colorful clothes.

Among them, Doudou's mother's Barbie pink looks particularly eye-catching in the green leaves and white grass all over her body, surrounded by faint indigo-colored mountains.

Yan Tang saw her at a glance.

Yan Tang thought about it, and decided to chat with Ai Bao about Doudou.

In any case, Doudou is the first friend Ai Bao made when he came to live with Yan Tang.

To be treated so coldly by friends suddenly is like pouring cold water on Ai Bao.

So Yan Tang asked Ai Bao softly, "Baby, Doudou ignored you today, are you sad?"

He turned his head and looked at Aibao.

Ai Bao blinked, "A little bit."

He said.

Yan Tang nodded, and he patted Ai Bao on the shoulder to comfort him, "Doudou has undergone a minor operation, and his temperament has changed a bit. It's not that he doesn't like babies. It's just that he doesn't like communicating with others now, and neither can we." Blame him, right?"

Ai Bao didn't answer Yan Tang.

He stared blankly at the hazy mountains in the distance, not knowing where he was wandering.

Yan Tang lowered his head to notice Ai Bao's distraction and didn't bother him.

Yan Tang has long been used to Ai Bao's daze.

Sometimes when he was bathing Abbot, Abbot could stare at the tiles on the wall.

I don't know what secret world lies on that white hot-edged tile.

Yan Tang and Ai Bao sat next to each other quietly on the red checkered flying carpet for a while.

The wind was getting stronger, and the grass beside the red grid flying carpet was rustling.

Yan Tang straightened his black hair casually, feeling the fine wind blowing past his ears.

It took another five or six minutes before Aibao came back to his senses.

He still didn't answer Yan Tang's question.

Ai Bao only said, "Wow, I went on a trip."

He said, "When Huahua is done traveling and he comes back, he will be fine and we can meet again. Why should you be sad?"

Yan Tang asked, "Where did Doudou travel?"

Ai Bao shook his head and said he didn't know.

"Perhaps he went to a shining star in the sky," he said, "where he greeted us while we slept."

Yan Tang nodded, without denying Ai Bao's thoughts, "I think so too."

"Then if Hua Hua never comes back, will the baby be sad?" He asked again.

Ai Bao stared at Yan Tang with his round eyes open.

The silent mountain, the surrounding trees, the budding flowers and the butterflies on the flowers are all clearly imprinted in his Jianshui eyes.

After a long time, Aibao sighed.

"It can't be helped," he said. "It's normal to say hello and goodbye. Not every guest who meets can see the next time. Say goodbye this time. Now, it may be the last time to say goodbye. We shouldn’t be sad. We are all walking on our own path, and it’s good to have met before, why do we need to keep meeting each other?”

"Huahua knows that she can't meet the butterflies she saw when she bloomed for the first time, and Yuyu knows that she can't meet the birds when she first swam to the surface of the water. Why does that person have to meet people we have met before?" Abbott said.

Yan Tang was silent for a while.

"You're right, baby," Yan Tang said.

He squeezed Aibao's little fleshy hand, "Everyone of us is everyone's passer-by."

In this way, always looking forward to the next meeting, always hoping that the other party will be the same as before when they meet next time, it seems to be unreasonable to make trouble.

But Ai Bao didn't agree with Yan Tang's words again.

"Not everyone," he corrected, "Yan Yan is Ai Bao's Yan Yan, Ai Bao is Yan Yan's baby, we are not guests."

Ai Bao spoke very seriously, he stretched out his chubby hand and gestured, his big eyes were full of seriousness.

Yan Tang watched and couldn't help chuckling.

"Then what's the relationship between me and the baby?" he asked Ai Bao.

Ai Bao raised his chin, "It's a big desert with a green leaf growing."

He said.

Yan Tang didn't quite understand what Ai Bao meant.

But Yan Tang probably also felt that this should mean that he and Ai Bao are very close.

So, Yan Tang smiled and squeezed Ai Bao's fleshy hand again, "Then I'm very happy." He said.

Aibao was also happy.

There was a soft smile on his white face, like a strand of catkins falling on the river, or like a bird's feather floating on an uninhabited road.

The two of them sat for a while on the non-flying red checkered flying carpet.

About ten minutes later, Yan Tang saw that Doudou's mother and her party had stopped by the stream.

Several families with their children spread out the tablecloths he brought in twos and threes. He rubbed Ai Bao's fleshy hands again and told Ai Bao that they were going to go there now.

Ai Bao obediently said, he also felt that he had almost rested.

His legs and legs were not as tired as they were in the first place.

Yan Tang folded the red checkered flying carpet a few times, holding the folded flying carpet into thick squares in one hand and Ai Bao in the other. The two of them continued to step on the soft soil and walked towards the creek.

Ai Bao said that there were black clouds on the dirt, and they were walking on the black clouds.

Yan Tang asked, where is that white cloud?

Ai Bao said, "It's in the sky!"

He raised his little head and pointed to the clouds floating slowly in the sky.

Yan Tang also raised his head to look at the clouds in the sky.

The slow-moving Bai Baiyun seemed to realize that there were two people discussing them below, they quietly turned over and looked at the tall Yan Tang and the short Ai Bao.

Ai Bao happily waved to Bai Baiyun.

Bai Baiyun also waved to Ai Bao.

Then they float away quietly on the wind.

The sky is so big, they still have a long way to go.

As Doudou's mother said, this small river is indeed rare and clean.Yan Tang and Ai Bao stood by the water, and they could even see the quiet pebbles in the bottom of the water.

They were basking in the sun across the gurgling water.

One by one white pebbles are spread out on the bottom of the river, like an intermittent milky white ribbon. When the sun shines in, it may still be a little gauze ribbon, shining brightly.

Even though everyone gathered by the creek, Yan Tang still didn't intend to get too close to Doudou Ma and his party.

He and this group of mothers have nothing in common, and Ai Bao doesn't like to take the initiative to deal with anyone. Both of them like to be quiet, so Yan Tang simply came out with Ai Bao alone.

He and Ai Bao spread out a red checkered flying carpet by the creek not far from a group of mothers who were chatting enthusiastically.

Sitting by the edge of the stream, Ai Bao stretched out his hands to explore the water curiously.

Ai Bao grabbed the stream, and raised his palm to the surface of the water. A stream of water flowed through Ai Bao's palm. Under the sun, the slowly flowing water was like golden quicksand.

Yan Tang spread the tablecloth and put away the backpack, took out one or two small breads and put them on it.

"What are you doing, baby?" Yan Tang came over and asked Ai Bao.

Ai Bao stretched out his wet hand, "I'm shaking hands with Xiaohe."

He said.

Yan Tang snorted, "Did Xiaohe say anything?"

Ai Bao shook his head left and right, "No," he retorted, "The river can't talk, it's always been quiet."

Yan Tang raised his eyebrows and asked why.

By the way, he took out a napkin from his bag and wiped Aibao's wet little hands clean.

"The small river walks along a road, how lonely it is," Ai Bao said, "When it reaches the high mountains, they turn into waterfalls, fly up with a splash, and fly to the place they want to go, then they will You can sing loudly!"

As Ai Bao said, he also used his other hand, which was not arrested by Yan Tang, to wipe the water, and suddenly fell from a high place, indicating how the waterfall was rushing down.

Yan Tang understood, and nodded to confirm Ai Bao's thoughts.

"The falls are really a chorus," he said.

Abbot nodded in agreement.

He looked at the creek again, and the cobblestones inside seemed to have been washed countless times by the water, and the whole pebbles were already a little clear, and there was no trace of the dull skin of the original stones.

Abbot wants to say hello to these beautiful pebbles.

But when he turned his head and looked at Yantang who wiped the water clean for him one finger at a time, Ai Bao thought about it and gave up.

Come and say hello to you next time.

Abbot thought.

There is always no need to rush to meet friends.

Yan Tang wiped Ai Bao's hands very carefully, not even letting go of his fingers.

When he felt satisfied that he had wiped his hands clean for Aibao, and threw the wet napkin into the trash bag, Aibao was already staring at the stream, wondering how long he had been in a daze.

Yan Tang looked at Ai Bao beside him.

Ai Bao's eyelashes are curled up, and it seems that a quiet river is flowing on them.

Yan Tang stood up, he didn't want to disturb Ai Bao, he was going to take out all the food in the backpack.

It's time for dinner soon, and Ai Bao should be hungry too.

And when he turned around, he suddenly found a black and thin child standing beside their red plaid flying carpet.

This child was dark and thin, and a little short, wearing a red and somewhat worn T-shirt, and a pair of whitish jeans.

But his eyes are very big and bright, like two light bulbs.

He stood quietly on the side for an unknown how long, staring at Yan Tang with a pair of piercing eyes, almost startled Yan Tang who turned his head.