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The little girl out of the grass was thin and black, but her big eyes were bright and her lips were skinny. She seemed to be frightened, staring at a pair of big round eyes and looking at the stranger who suddenly appeared.

"I'm sorry, didn't you?" Shen Yinian is the nearest person to this little girl. She just glanced at the grass beside her. But she looked at the dark and bright eyes and screamed out subconsciously.

However, after seeing clearly that the other party is a person, Shen Yinian immediately apologizes.

Qinghuan pulls Shen Yinian up. She notices that the little girl's eyes are also full of fear. Not only that, the little girl is retreating. It's obvious that her party is scaring her. So Qinghuan doesn't dare to go up, for fear of frightening the little girl to have an accident.

"Carambola, why are you here?"

The movement in the back attracted the attention of the old village head in front of him. After a few steps, he recognized the black and thin girl, the youngest daughter of a family in Shangyan village.

Obviously, the old village head who appeared among these strangers made the little girl feel much relieved. When she saw the old village head, her eyes changed from vigilance to surprise. She opened her mouth and said, "ah ah." Two times, he held up what he was holding tightly to show the old village head.

The crowd saw the little girl holding something in her hand, pale yellow flowers, with Qin Ren Fen Xiang.

Yu Fei scanned the instrument for the first time, and the system analysis showed the scientific name of the thing the little girl was holding. He said, "it's honeysuckle."

Honeysuckle has been known as a good medicine for clearing away heat and detoxification since ancient times. It is sweet, cold and fragrant. It can clear away heat without damaging the stomach. It can also dispel pathogenic factors. Honeysuckle can not only disperse wind heat, but also be good at clearing blood toxin. It can be used in various heat diseases, such as body heat, rash, spot, heat toxin sore carbuncle, sore throat and so on.

"Ah, ah." The little girl made a gesture with her hand, then looked at the village head with tearful eyes and pointed to the direction of her home.

Qinghuan slightly frowned, she vaguely found that the little girl can't speak, and sure enough, the village head quickly explained to everyone.

This little girl is from Shangyan village. She is ten years old. She is mute. No, not to be exact. She was able to speak when she was a child. She had a high fever when she was five years old. She was still ill from the old village head. When she got well, she would not speak.

"Ten years old?" Yu Fei was shocked. In fact, the thin and black girl in front of her looked so small that she thought she was only five or six years old.

The village head nodded, then squatted down and asked in the local dialect, "is grandma sick?"

Although the little girl can't speak, she obviously understood what others said. After listening to the old village head's words, she nodded cleverly and handed the honeysuckle in her hand to the old village head.

"The little carambola is so good." The village head touched her head, and then explained to the people, "little carambola lived with her grandmother since childhood. The old man was ill. It is estimated that he remembered what I said before, so he came out to collect herbs for the old man."

Qinghuan, who has been observing the small carambola, grabbed a handful of sugar from his pocket and handed it to him.

The little girl looked up to see that she did not reach for it.

"The carambola is very good. This is the candy for the little carambola." Qinghuan spoke very slowly, with a gentle smile on her face. Under the sun, the candy paper in her palm radiated colorful light.

"Ah." The little carambola shook her head with her back. Although she was thin and black, her big eyes were very flexible. Her lips were peeling, and her forehead was sweating. Although her skin was suntanned, she could see that the child's hypoglycemia was very serious.

Qinghuan stretched out his palm again, attracted the attention of the small carambola, then peeled one and fed it into his mouth, and then handed her another few sweets.

The old village head did not speak, but looked on with a smile.

The little carambola licked her skinned lips, peeped at the stranger in front of her, and looked at the beautiful little sister in front of her. At last, she stretched out her hand timidly. Her hands were still covered with soil. Her black and white palms touched each other, and the little girl immediately drew back her hand like a timid little animal.

We are not in a hurry, Qinghuan patiently squats in front of the little girl, with a gentle smile and encouragement.

Finally, the little carambola reached out and just grabbed two sweets. The little girl peeled off one of them in Qinghuan's way. First, she carefully added the residual sweetness on the sugar coating, and then bit off half of it. Then she held the rest tightly in her hand.

"Eat my sugar, then we are friends." Qinghuan held out her hand and said with a smile.

The sweetness diffused in her mouth. The little carambola pursed her lips and then laughed under Qinghuan's gaze. The little girl opened her mouth and put her black and dirty hand on that beautiful palm. Her long eyelashes trembled. She was obviously shy.

"Hello." Qinghuan shook the finger of carambola and said, "now, can you take us back to find grandma? We help the young carambola to take care of her mother-in-law. " Local people call grandma mother-in-law.

The head of the village translated it in dialect. The little carambola nodded hard, and then took a group of people to her home.There are not many people in the whole "watch" program group. The program is edited in the way of documentary film, and there is no Taiwan problem in the past variety shows. Therefore, in addition to the village head who knows about it, the headmaster of hope primary school hardly knows the identity of the team, which is just a tour group.

"Shangyan village is divided into two villages, Shangyan village and Xiayan village." The old village head, who serves as a tour guide, tells you about this ethnic minority. Several decades ago, there were differences within the ethnic group. There were more people in Shangyan village and only a dozen households in Xiayan village as the loser.

The young carambola and her grandmother live in Xiayan village. She didn't go to school, so the 10-year-old girl will reach a height of 1.2 meters.

After walking a distance from the path down the mountain, you can see a lot of earthen tile houses. One of them is a thatched cottage surrounded by mud walls. The young carambola stops in front of the thatched cottage door. The little girl steps on the stone and takes out a key which is worn on her neck with wool thread and opens the door.

"Cough, cough, cough."

When the wooden door of the mud wall was pushed open, vegetables were planted on the ground of the small yard, and a small pond was dug on the left side. The water in the pond splashed, and you could see the tail of a fish beating the water.

There was a cough in the thatched hut. There were three rooms in the thatched house. The cough came from the main room. The sound of the old man's weakness came from the outside.

"Is peach back?"

The dialect spoken by the old man was made up for a few days by the teacher of the school. We can understand this simple dialect.

"Ah." The little carambola called twice and then opened the door.