"Ah, this is..." Xiaolan held up the black leather in her hand, "This is my toy."
Jasmine looked at her with a strange look again.
When I'm old I still play with toys, just play with them, and I end up playing like this.
"It was fighting with others..." Xiao Lan said without changing her expression, "Moli, do you have any needle and thread here?"
Jasmine nodded, "Go to your room."
Qin Yin and Jasmine sat next to Xiao Lan, watching her fiddling with her needlework.
"Are you sure you know how to sew?"
"No," Xiaolan shook her head firmly, poked a few times, and finally inserted the needle on the back into the button hole, "but Heipi definitely doesn't want anyone else to sew it. He loves me very much."
Qin Yin pursed his lips as he hesitated to speak, but finally did not say anything, and then looked at Xiaolan's hands that seemed to always want to get out of control, entangled in a tangle.
"Ah, the sewing is done!" Xiaolan put the finished product in front of her, "It's okay."
Qin Yin and Jasmine were completely stunned.
Xiaolan stared at Heipi, and the smile gradually solidified on her face, "Why is something different..."
"It...it..." Qin Yin pointed to Heipi tremblingly, "Where is its other eye?"
The black triangular nose was originally decorated with two large black plastic eyes. Now, not only is the nose crooked, but there is only one eye left.
A chill slowly rose from the soles of Xiaolan's feet.
"Goojigji... um..." Heipi made a waking voice, "Hmm... um? Why are you all looking at me?"
It’s over, why are you awake at this time?
Xiaolan broke into a cold sweat.
"Black... black skin..."
"Well, what's wrong?... Why does something feel weird? Why is it so tight..."
Black Pi should not be able to see his own appearance.
"Ah! Why is there an eye in my belly!"
It turned out to be in the stomach.
"Hey, what's going on?" Xiaolan tilted her head and pretended.
"Ah! It's my eyes!" Hei Pi roared, "Liao Yilan!"
"I was wrong." Xiaolan immediately knelt down.
"Hurry up and find someone to sew me up! You've gone too far! Liao Yilan! I want..."
"Help me sew the black skin, sister Xiaoyin," Xiaolan knelt on the ground and grabbed Qin Yin's hand, "the black skin is going to eat me."
"I...I don't know how to sew. I wouldn't be embarrassed to say that your sewing is ugly without even looking at it."
"Now, give it to me," a small hand emitting holy light stretched out in front of Xiaolan, "I know a little bit, and I'll take it apart and sew it up again for you."
Xiaolan compared Jasmine's usual image, what do you think of the girl playing with a stick...
"Xiaolan, what are you worried about?" Qin Yin pointed at Heipi, "No matter what, I won't be uglier than now."
really.
Xiaolan and Qin Yin sat next to Jasmine, one on the left and the other on the right, watching her flexibly dance with her needlework.
Heipi's curses continued, attracting all the rabbits from the next door to the next door. The rabbit had been cleaned and jumped into the house several times with a carrot in its mouth. Then it jumped to Jasmine's feet and raised its head.
Looking at the black skin, chewing it crunchily.
"Squeak!—Squeak!—(Where are your eyes?)"
"Shut up," Black Pi yelled angrily, "or I'll pluck your hair!"
"Creak, creak, creak, creak..."
Xiaolan and Qin Yin's mouths opened wider and wider.
When Jasmine put away the last piece of thread and picked up Heipi by one of its ears, the rabbit was so surprised that the carrots fell to the ground.
Such a beautiful doll, is it black?
Heipi also realized something and calmed down knowingly.
"Wow," Qin Yin said first, "Jasmine, how did you make it look even better than before?"
"Does it look good?" Jasmine's face turned red, "I just patched it up."
Xiaolan felt that these words were tantamount to slapping herself in the face.
Heipi actually asked shyly, "I...what do I look like now?"
Xiaolan quickly took out Qin Yin's mirror and stood in front of Heipi.
After years of kneading, the original doll had pointed ears drooping and its two big eyes were a little crooked. Xiaolan found it pleasing to the eye and didn't think it was strange. Now, the pointed black ears are stuck up and the threads are buried.
Not even one of them can be seen, and the two mustaches have even been slightly curved by Jasmine, making them look even cuter.
Could it be that after playing with sticks for a long time, flexible hands will automatically evolve?
Xiaolan hugged Heipi who was immersed in her beauty, Qin Yin folded his clothes again, and Jasmine picked up the rabbit on the ground. The three of them chatted here and there. The atmosphere was so good that Xiaolan deliberately didn't
Mentioning what she just overheard, it was obvious that Jasmine was much happier than before.
Heipi and Rabbit seemed to be bickering again, and Xiaolan couldn't understand either. Just as Heipi was rubbing Heipi's ears, the Taoist priest knocked on the door and walked in.
"Taoist Master, look at the black leather." Xiaolan proudly held the black leather in front of him, as if she had sewn it.
"Very cute." The Taoist priest narrowed his eyes and smiled, standing still without moving.
After a while, Idiot and Baomu in coats also walked into their room.
Qin Yin stopped what he was doing and stood up, "What's wrong?"
The Taoist priest suppressed a smile and spoke softly.
"Xiaolan, Xiaoyin, we found the pineapple."
***
I don't know when it started to rain.
When several people got out of the Luo family's car, the dark clouds that had been building up for a long time finally began to vent.
The rain was so heavy that Xiaolan covered her head with both hands and could hardly see the way ahead.
Not far away are vague gray bumps, one by one, row by row.
This is a desolate cemetery.
Qin Yin hugged Xiaolan from behind. Xiaolan looked up and saw that Qin Yin's eyes seemed to be covered in a black mist. The rain was too heavy and he couldn't see her eyes clearly.
Qin Yin used his body to protect Xiaolan from the rain, and the group followed the Luo family brothers to the entrance of the cemetery.
"Who are you? What are you doing?" An old man, holding a black old umbrella, ran out of the tin house under the camphor tree and stopped in front of them.
The little brother of the Luo family hurriedly stepped forward, "Deputy Luo will take care of it..."
"Oh, Vice President Luo, go in, do you need me to lead you to the tomb?"
The Taoist priest bowed and said, "I'm sorry."
"That young man of yours has already been buried." The old man led the way enthusiastically and turned to chat with them. "To put it bluntly, everyone has his own life. If the two children died at such a young age, there is nothing to be done about it.
Reason."
Xiaolan coughed, somewhat dissatisfied with the old man's attitude.
Is this how people who often face life and death treat death?
Only then did the old man notice that there was a child hidden under Qin Yin's arm. He pointed at Xiaolan and said, "You have a child with you. Aren't you afraid that the child will feel uncomfortable?"
The Taoist priest said stiffly, "She also wants to send her friend off for the last journey."
"That's right, that's right," the old man thought, and then laughed again, "It's good to let the children see this. You are young, and you still take life and death seriously. Don't blame me for talking too much. Wait.
When you are older and have seen more, you will know that everyone has this path to take. Don't take this matter lightly or take it seriously, just look at it happily."