"Yeah!" Zhui'er nodded vigorously.

Qing'er looked at the silver pendant around his neck and felt a little hesitant. She caught a glimpse of a bluestone slab paved in the courtyard. She walked over with her son in her arms, pointed to the slab and asked in a low voice, "You are always staring at it too."

, can it also play with you?"

Zhui'er shook his head, then nodded, and replied softly, "It can't talk, but it can play with me."

"How can it play with you?" Qing'er looked at the bluestone board suspiciously.

"Its...those little strips..." Zhui'er pointed at the bluestone with his little finger, as if he didn't know what to say.

"You mean this kind of pattern?" Qing'er knelt down and pointed at the pattern on the stone slab.

"Well, there's something strange when you look at it."

"What weird thing?" Qing'er stared at the stripes with wide eyes.

"I can't see clearly, there are many, many."

"Can you see it now?" Qing'er looked at her son nervously.

Zhui'er squatted beside the bluestone slab, held his chin with his two small hands, and looked at a line of road attentively.

Qing'er looked at her son anxiously. After a while, she fell into a trance again when she saw him. Apparently, she had forgotten about her mother.

"Zhui'er, Zhui'er."

When Zhui'er heard the call, she raised her head and said, "Mom, I can see you."

"Tell me what you saw." Qing'er couldn't help but lie down and put her eyes close to the stone slab to take a closer look.

"They are so small, smaller than an ant's feet. I can't see them clearly, but I can clearly see there are two small rivers."

Qing'er slowly stood up and said calmly to her son, "Let's go to eat. Don't tell anyone else about these things. Remember?"

"Well, if I don't tell you, will you still chop it down?" Zhui'er pointed at the peach tree with pleading eyes and asked.

"If you don't chop it down, mother won't chop it down anymore." Qing'er smiled and touched her son's head. She had realized that this was not a problem with the peach tree, but with her son himself.

Qing'er didn't really believe that the peach trees could talk, let alone that there were two rivers in the stone slabs, but she didn't dare to tell her husband these things, so she could only bear this worry silently.

The next day, Qing'er sent her son to the river again. After hiding for half an hour as before, she quietly walked over and saw her son looking at the vast river with a look of joy on his face.

Qing'er pretended to be curious and asked, "Zhui'er, what did you see? So happy."

When Zhui'er saw her mother coming to her side at some point, she immediately smiled and said, "I didn't look at anything."

"Then why are you so happy? My mother almost turned into a flower when she saw your little face."

Zhui'er smiled happily and said, "I don't know, anyway... I'm just happy anyway."

"Tell me, how can I be happy?"
Chapter completed!