The old lady was reluctant to let Lele eat the cold pancakes and fruits.

It took her a while before she ate the remaining pancake fruit.

That is, the pancake fruit that I plan to leave for it.

And her share of pancakes was given to the boy from before.

…

"Otherwise it will be wasted."

The old lady's eyebrows were slightly curved.

The cold pancakes and fruits might upset her stomach, but she won't eat them.

Compared to eating bad food for your body, a pancake is nothing.

And for reasons she couldn't see, she didn't tend to open fires at home.

…

…

…

…

…

You look at the young man who gave the balloon to the child, "This..."

…

"Whether you see him or not depends on fate."

"broken."

"Mother!"

Let her do a lot of simple things...

"I don't come there every day."

…

"yes."

"You have been so bad all these years by yourself."

The noisy children and the less angry mother both looked at Xiao Xiao.

Did the child's mother look at the child?

"Mom, he bought you balloons!"

Looking at the depressed face of the child holding the balloon, the corners of the child's mother's mouth twitched slightly.

"Yes, yes."

The child's body leaned forward desperately to resist the mother's pull on me.

There was a look of patience on the child's mother's face.

Xiao Xiao looked away.

"He's such a bad boy."

Until the old lady's back disappeared around the corner.

"That's the balloon my little brother gave you."

I am this ordinary friend whom the old lady who is not curious about anything tells me.

…

"waste money."

The child immediately let go of his mother's hand.

"Really!?"

"You must have met each other if you were not lucky enough."

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"He's here for you tomorrow."

"It's your balloon!"

…

"His leaves are blowing really bad."

Then he said to the child, "Let's go."

…

"goodbye."

"Yes."

I do want to come to that big forest again, but actually it’s not because of the old lady.

"Can't I blow it to you again?"

The child's mother raised her voice.

…

The child immediately took a small step forward.

His face was full of equanimity.

"yes."

The child reached out and took the balloon handed to me by his little brother.

…

You are never willing to bother others with too little.

But he is willing to deliberately arrange care.

In order to prevent small things from turning into big troubles, she always told herself not to do things that she thought were self-righteous.

The child turned around with satisfaction.

Your joy is due to fate.

Come to think about it or give it up.

The child's mother tried to pull the child away with a little force.

The old lady smiled.

I turned my head and looked at the balloon outside my hand.

The old lady looked in Xiao Xiao's direction.

He pushed aside the branches and leaves above that might hit the old lady.

The child held the balloon in his arms and whispered that he had no rights over the balloon.

The smile in the old lady's eyes deepened.

But the last second, you want to grab the child's hand.

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Yes, there is no need to tell the old lady in such vague terms.

The child's mother released her hold on the child.

"hey-hey!"

"You're leaving."

"That's my balloon."

"Who are you."

…

…

The child's mother spoke in a deep voice.

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"Baby, give the balloon back to little brother."

because……

"Thanks."
To be continued...