Shocking! A three-year-old brings his aloof mother to their door.

Mo Yunqi picked up two mangoes in each hand, while Tongtong held one in her arms, and the two hurried home.

But Mo Yunqi did not take Tongtong directly to the kitchen.

He took Tongtong's hand and went straight into his room.

Tongtong didn't know what her brother was going to do, so she obediently followed him inside.

She climbed onto Mo Yunqi's bed, sat on the edge, her short legs dangling in the air as she curiously watched her brother's every move.

Mo Yunqi walked to the bedside, facing inward, with his feet together, standing straight.

He took a deep breath, and his expression became very serious.

Then he began to read:

"Mouse, mouse, I'll give you a tooth and you a bone, you give me a tooth and I'll eat meat."

After reading it, he paused, then added:

"I hope Tongtong is happy every day, and that everything she eats tastes delicious."

After saying that, he forcefully threw the small, slightly bloody front tooth in his hand under the bed.

The tooth fell to the ground with a soft "tap" and then disappeared into the darkness.

Tongtong stared in disbelief.

"Brother," she couldn't help but ask, "why did you throw your teeth under the bed?"

Mo Yunqi walked over and scratched his head:

"I don't know either. My grandma said that if your upper teeth fall out, you throw them under the bed, and if your lower teeth fall out, you throw them on the roof."

When you lose a tooth, you have to stand with your feet straight, otherwise the new tooth that grows in will be crooked.

He paused, then added solemnly:

"You also have to make a wish. My grandma says that if you make a wish, your new teeth will grow in quickly and well."

Tongtong touched her tiny teeth, then looked up at him:

"Will Tongtong have to do this when she loses her teeth too?"

"Of course!" Mo Yunqi said seriously, "Tongtong must not lose her teeth after she loses them. My grandma said that if you lose them, new teeth will never grow in."

Tongtong nodded vigorously, making sure she remembered what he said.

What she didn't expect was that a few years later, when her first baby tooth finally fell out, she accidentally lost it.

That night, it was raining heavily. She dragged Mo Ye around the yard searching for the tooth that had rolled away somewhere. She cried as she searched, crying her heart out, fearing that she would never grow a new tooth.

Of course, this is a story.

"Come on!" Mo Yunqi took her hand. "Let's go eat mangoes!"

Tongtong jumped off the bed and ran after him to the kitchen. After running a couple of steps, she suddenly laughed.

"Brother, your smile is so funny!" she exclaimed, pointing to his mouth. "You're missing a tooth!"

Mo Yunqi was stunned for a moment, then he laughed too.

He knew he must look silly when he smiled, but it didn't matter.

He was happy when his sister smiled.

In the kitchen, Mo Yunqi tiptoed to take a plane from the cupboard and then moved a small cutting board from the corner.

He washed the green mangoes clean and began to peel them.

The green skin peels off in strips, revealing the pale green flesh inside, which exudes a fresh fruity aroma.

"Tongtong," he called without turning his head, "help your brother get a plate out of the cupboard."

Tongtong's eyes lit up when she heard that.

She loves the feeling of being able to help!

She ran to the cupboard, opened the door, and tiptoed to peek inside.

The cabinet was a bit high, and she stretched out her hand with difficulty, finally managing to touch a small stainless steel plate.

"Brother, here you go!" She handed over the plate.

Mo Yunqi glanced at it and nodded: "Tongtong, put the plate on the ground."

Tongtong obediently put the plate on the ground, then squatted down beside it, resting her chin on her hand as she watched her brother peel a mango.

Mo Yunqi peeled the mango, then took a cutting board and knife and began to cut the mango into strips.

He cut very slowly, checking the position after each cut, his little face full of seriousness.

Tongtong looked at the strips of yellow-green mango and her mouth watered.

She couldn't resist reaching out to grab one and try it.

"Smack."

Mo Yunqi quickly grabbed her chubby little hand.

"Tongtong!" His voice was urgent. "Don't put your hands on the cutting board! It's dangerous! You'll cut yourself and bleed!"

Tongtong was startled and quickly withdrew her hand, hiding it behind her back, her little face full of guilt.

"Tongtong knows she made a mistake..."

Seeing her pitiful look, Mo Yunqi wanted to reach out and pat her head to comfort her, but then he looked at his hands covered in mango juice and pulled back.

"Tongtong, just remember that in the future." He softened his voice and continued cutting the mango.

After cutting the mango, Mo Yunqi put away the cutting board and knife, then scooped out a few spoonfuls of white sugar from a small white bucket and poured it into a small bowl.

The white sugar is fine and white, like a small pile of snow.

He pushed the bowl in front of Tongtong: "Tongtong, have a taste."

Tongtong couldn't wait any longer.

She reached out and grabbed the thickest mango strip, rolled it in the bowl of sugar to coat the pale green flesh evenly with white sugar granules, and then took a big bite.

The green mango is crisp and hard; when you bite into it, there's a "crunch" sound, and the sour juice explodes in your mouth instantly.

Then, the sweetness of the sugar slowly rises, neutralizing the sourness, creating a sweet and sour flavor that is particularly appetizing.

Tongtong's eyes lit up instantly.

"Delicious!" she mumbled, her cheeks puffed out and a few grains of sugar still stuck to the corners of her mouth.

Mo Yunqi watched her eat with a smug look on his face.

My little sister is so cute.

He picked up a mango strip, dipped it in white sugar, and took a bite.

Although he was missing a tooth and eating was a little strange, it didn't affect his good mood at all.

The two little ones squatted on the kitchen floor, one mango stick at a time, and quickly finished off a plate of mango sticks.

After finishing the meal, Mo Yunqi cleaned up the plates and bowls, washed them, and put them back in their original places.

Then he picked up the last green mango, walked to the rice bran bucket used for feeding chickens by the door, and buried the entire mango inside.

Tongtong followed behind him, watching his movements with wide curiosity.

"Brother, what are you doing?" She walked over and looked closer.

Mo Yunqi covered the rice bran, patted the bran dust off his hands, and turned to smile at her:

"To make mangoes ripen faster, my grandma taught me to bury green mangoes in rice bran. After a few days, they'll turn yellow, soften, and become incredibly sweet!"

Tongtong's eyes widened: "You can do it like that?"

"Mm!" Mo Yunqi nodded.

"Many things can be done this way in the countryside. Green bananas will ripen if you bury them, and green persimmons will become sweet if you bury them."

Tongtong looked down at the rice bran, then looked up at Mo Yunqi, her little face full of surprise.

She thought the countryside was truly amazing.

There were so many fun things, so many delicious fruits, and so many secrets she never knew.

"Brother," she suddenly said, "Tongtong likes it here."

Mo Yunqi looked at her: "Then, Tongtong, can you come back often in the future?"

Tongtong nodded vigorously, "Okay!" Then, thinking of mangoes and imagining them turning golden in a few days, she couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Brother, the mangoes are ripe, I want to eat them!"

"Then we'll come back to eat again in a few days!"

"good!"

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