Little Mute and First Doll

As a result, as soon as little Zhi Ying got closer, she found a person in white clothes sitting under her, who seemed to be the same age as her.

"Hello." Little Zhi Ying knelt down, put the basket aside, and poked the child in the white clothes.

The child in white clothes raised his head. He frowned a bit and watched little Zhi Ying, not speaking.

Little Zhi Ying couldn't see faces clearly ever since she was born. If they were all separate, she could still see them, but together she couldn't recognize them. She could only identify him by the long hair on the back of his white clothes.

"Are you also here to pick wild fruits?" Little Zhi Ying's tone was very gentle. Her mother said that girls were delicate and soft. They were little princesses who wanted to be coaxed and were not as rough as her.

The child in the white clothes still didn't speak, little Zhi Ying looked around and saw that there was no tool around her. She was also clean, so it must be some little princess who ran out in anger.

"Are you sulking?" Little Zhi Ying somehow felt that 'she' must be very good-looking, and her eyes must also be very beautiful, like… a star in the sky.

Pretty girls need to be coaxed, and little Zhi Ying knew this since she was in kindergarten. Even the boys in the class did this.

Although the child in the white clothes was facing little Zhi Ying, "she" just looked at her and didn't speak.

"I have some wild fruits, do you want to eat them? They are very sweet." Little Zhi Ying took out two black and red fruits from the big basket and handed them to the child in the white clothes.

The child in the white clothes stared at little Zhi Ying for a long time before picking up the fruit from Zhi Ying's palm.

"Eat it, it's very delicious." Little Zhi Ying smiled when she saw 'her' moving, "I won't charge you, I usually sell ten for two yuan."

Who knows whether it was because the child in the white clothes heard that it was free or what, 'she' bit the fruit slowly and finished eating only after a long time.

As soon as little Zhi Ying saw the movements of the child in the white clothes, she felt a sense of pride and a kind of joy of feeding.

"Sweet or not?" Little Zhi Ying saw the purple fruit stains on the lips of the child in the white clothes, and wiped them considerately for 'her' with her sleeves.

The child in the white clothes stared blankly at little Zhi Ying, then shook 'her' head after a while.

"Did you run out because you were angry with your family?" Little Zhi Ying said, "Don't lose your temper, go home early."

As she was speaking, she pulled on and held the hand of the child in the white clothes, but unfortunately she overestimated herself. She wanted to pick up the basket too, and both of them fell straight down. Fortunately, the soil on the ground was soft and there was no pain from falling.

"I'm sorry." Little Zhi Ying used all four of her limbs, got up immediately, and quickly pulled up the child in the white clothes.

The child in the white clothes was pressed on the ground. 'She' stood up without crying or making trouble, only looking at Zhi Ying quietly.

In the end, little Zhi Ying didn't get any words out of the child in the white clothes for a long time, so she had to bring 'her' to the side and let 'her' watch her pick wild fruits.

Some fruits were a bit higher up, and she couldn't pick them up even if she stood on her tiptoes. But then the child in the white clothes could pick them off easily. Only then did little Zhi Ying realize that 'she' was taller than her.

"I'm going to sell these fruits, you go back first." Little Zhi Ying found two leaves to cover the fruits in the basket. Then raised her head and said to the child in the white clothes.

The child in the white clothes was very obedient, nodding, turning around and walking back.

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The next day, little Zhi Ying came to the new wild fruit forest as usual, and saw the child in the white clothes again. To be exact, the child in the white clothes was not wearing white clothes today, but with 'her' long hair, little Zhi Ying still recognized 'her'.

The child in the white clothes was still sitting in the original place, and little Zhi Ying felt a little sympathetic for 'her' when she looked at 'her'.

"Do you have no one to play with you?" Little Zhi Ying sat down with the child in the white clothes and kicked the leaves, "Then how about I play with you?"

Although Zhi Ying didn't like to play with her peers, she knew that it was lonely without friends. There was a girl in the big class next door who was isolated every day, and sometimes when going to the restroom, little Zhi Ying heard her cry very sadly. Later, the girl's parents took her away, and little Zhi Ying didn't know what happened afterward.

The child in the white clothes was silent for a long time before nodding slightly. If little Zhi Ying hadn't been paying attention to 'her', she wouldn't have seen 'her' nod at all.

Although she promised to play with the child in the white clothes, little Zhi Ying still had her own 'business' to do, picking and selling wild fruits every day was a must.

The child in the white clothes followed her around very obediently, without any complaints. Little Zhi Ying had taken the initiative to regard the child in the white clothes as her good friend, but this good friend had not said a word.

Little Zhi Ying thought about it for a long time, and finally felt that this good friend probably couldn't speak.

She was straightforward, young, and there were not so many twists and turns in her stomach. One day, she was sitting in the shade of a tree, biting a popsicle with the child in the white clothes, and asked in a vague voice: "Are you mute?"

The child in the white clothes stopped eating the popsicle for a moment. Little Zhi Ying thought she was right, took the child in the white clothes' other hand and comforted: "Is it because you are mute that you are so unhappy every day? It's okay. My teacher said that everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses, and it doesn't matter if you are mute."

The child in the white clothes lowered 'her' eyes for a while before nodding.

Little Zhi Ying was very happy, and felt that she had successfully comforted her friend. As the child in the white clothes couldn't tell her 'her' name, little Zhi Ying somehow developed into calling 'her' a little mute in the end.

There was a handicraft workshop on Lugu Mountain where you could make ceramics by yourself. Father Zhi took little Zhi Ying to play there before.

One day it was raining and they couldn't pick wild fruits, so little Zhi Ying took the little mute there.

Now that little Zhi Ying had a lot of pocket money, she had the money to make ceramics.

Little mute helped her make the body of the ceramic doll, but unfortunately, it was 'her' first time doing it, so 'she' didn't do it very well. Little Zhi Ying was not very artistic in the first place, so even if she had the experience, she still made it very ugly.

Together, the two formed a particularly ugly doll, especially the color used by little Zhi Ying… even ghosts would sob if they looked at it.

The little mute pointed to the base, little Zhi Ying thought about it for a long time, and finally wrote her name crookedly on it.