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"When I was young, I heard such a poem. It was called 'Look for him a thousand times in a crowd'. Suddenly, I recalled that person was in a place with no lights at all. After so many years, I have always sent people to search for Little Fishy, but I have never found her. I never thought that I would find her here. I'm really happy that Little Fishy has been so happy and happy. My guilt as an older sister will lessen a little. " Yu Di's speechless eyes never left Little Fishy, but his expression was one of rare comfort and gentleness.

"You're a good sister, really. You're still suffering, but you keep thinking about your lost sister. The look in your eyes has never left Little Fishy's eyes. You must be very protective of her. " The kind master took Yu Di's small hand and gently said what she thought.

"Child, you're so young! Why are there calluses on your hands? The difference between your hands and Little Fishy's is truly like the heavens and the earth!" "It is very strange for my Master to touch Yu Di's speechless hand." The roughness of your hands is almost the same as mine, the hands of a martial arts practitioner. When I was your age, I didn't even have that many calluses. "

Her kind and kind master carefully sized up this child, feeling a bit of heartache in her heart. He had heard this child say that he didn't live a good life in the Wang Family Village, but he never would have thought that he did not live a good life.

"As long as Fishy is well, I can relax. I'll take care of myself. Master Miaomiao, don't worry about being speechless. Speechless, take good care of yourself. " Yu Shuang took her hands away from her good master uneasily, worried that she would disturb everyone's fun, which would be her own fault.

"This child is meticulous and sensitive. Don't let her get too upset. " Madam Meng had observed the subtle emotional changes that had occurred to Yu Shuang and had quietly helped her out of her predicament.

The fish speechlessly cast a grateful glance. Old Lady Meng was still smiling like she always did. That smile was filled with the understanding that she could see through everything in the world.

"What are you all standing there for? Don't waste such beautiful fireworks. Come on, stop talking. Every day is a speech. If you have anything to say, say it later. " Fishy ran over and pulled Miaomiao's master and the fish over to the bonfire. She also pushed Monk Miao Xin and Old Lady Meng over there. Smoke blossomed, and the bonfire was warm.

Little Fishy waved her fireworks in the air as she danced around the wok. Everyone was also dancing together with Little Fishy, and it was more lively and interesting than New Year's.

The fireworks had been released once, but there was still some left. Little Fishy did not allow everyone to put any more fuel on the campfire, so she added more firewood. A few sticks of corn were stolen from the kitchen for grilling, and everyone was playing the game Little Fishy was talking about by the campfire.

"This is called a flower pass. Everyone is sitting together, and this silk cloth holding flower is passed around in everyone's hands. When I tell you to stop, whoever has this flower in their hands will perform a performance or tell a story, what do you say? " Little Fishy held a bouquet of red silk cloths, looking at everyone expectantly.

"Well done, and roast corn! The corn I tested is the best! " Little Fishy's face was full of pride when she talked about the corn she was roasting.

"Yes, yes. You're a good cook. But, where did you get this Big Red Flowers? " Madam Meng was also looking forward to the game, but she didn't know where Fishy had gotten this item.