The little guy smiled and squinted his eyes as he lay obediently on his back. He kept talking to the two of them like a happy little bird. After walking for a long time, he asked again: "Brother, are you tired? Yue'er can get down and walk by herself."
"Not tired, big brother can carry me." Haoer said, shaking his head.
"Then Yue'er, help big brother wipe the sweat off his forehead." Seeing sweat on his forehead, she used her sleeve to wipe the sweat off his forehead.
Feeling the little guy's clumsy hands wiping his forehead, Hao'er's eyes flashed with warmth and said, "If you are hungry or thirsty, tell me."
"Yeah." The two nodded in response.
They walked and stopped along the way, resting from time to time, and when it got dark, they saw a small village.
"There is a small village ahead!" Yue'er said excitedly, pointing ahead.
Hao'er and Chen'er also smiled. They had been walking all day, along the mountain road, and only now did they see any people.
"Let's go take a look and find out where this place is." Hao'er said, carrying Yue'er on his back and taking Chen'er with him, they turned a corner and walked along the mountain road towards the small village.
It was evening now. In this remote mountain village, more than a dozen families were cooking. Smoke rose and the aroma of food spread.
When they arrived in the village and smelled the aroma of food wafting from each household, the eyes of the three children, who had been eating barbecue for several days, lit up.
"It smells so good!" Yue'er sniffed the aroma of the food with her little nose, looking greedy.
"Brother, let me sit here for a while!" Mu Chen said, pointing to a stone next to him.
"Okay." Hao'er responded, put her down, and said to the two of them, "You wait here for me, I'll go to the front to ask." After telling the two of them not to run around, he went towards the house in front.
"Hey? Where did these kids come from?" A woman in her thirties came out, poured the water in her hand in front of the door, and then saw three children at the entrance of the village.
This place is remote and usually few people come here. The dozen or so families in the village are all familiar with each other and live close to each other. When they heard the woman's words, people in the house next door also leaned out half of their bodies to look.
"Are there really children? Where did they come from? Why are there no adults?" said another woman in her forties. She walked out and looked around. Seeing that there were no adults but only the three children, she couldn't help but feel strange.
Hao'er had never had much contact with people before, and with his stern personality, he looked aloof at such a young age. However, he was handsome and had an outstanding temperament, and it was obvious at first glance that he was not a child from an ordinary family.
Among the villagers who gradually gathered around were women, men, and old people. Finally, an old man with a wooden cane in his hand stroked his beard and looked at Hao'er and asked, "Child, where are you from? Where are the adults?"
Hao'er's eyes swept over everyone and finally landed on the old man. He bowed politely and said, "Grandpa, my brother, sister and I have been separated from our family. Can we rest here for a night?"
"Getting separated?"