Name of the Beloved

uld not be afraid of mosquito bites, and eating would also be a little better." Yesterday Co Quan Dao just fi

ing, not at all like her father's daughter. "Mom, look, there's a frog here." A clear child's voice rang out from the bridge above the lotus pond. excellent story Co Quan Da immediately walked through the shade of the trees towards it, only to see a boy sitting on the bridge with his head bowed looking down at the lake. The boy wore a blue and white long-sleeved T-shirt, strap jeans, a baseball cap turned to the back of his head, his little arm excitedly pointing towards the lake, "Mom, pick it up for me." Is that Okay?" "Dau Dau, frogs eat harmful insects, so why catch them? What if harmful insects in the lake eat all the flowers in the future? Just leave it here to protect these flowers." Is that Okay?" The woman sitting next to the boy gently educated her son, "The things we like cannot all become ours. Dau Dau thinks this frog likes to live in your tank or in the lake." This water has flowers and fish?" The boy thought for a long time and then said: "I like this lake, this lake is bigger than my tank. Mom, leave it here, I can come visit it when I remember." Co Quan Da thought to himself, this boy is so adorable, just as adorable as Leshy. She stood behind the shade of a tree waiting for the boy to raise his head to see what he looked like, but for a long time she did not see him raise his head. She couldn't help but feel strange, what exactly did he see in the corner of the lake that made him so attentive, only to see the boy say again: "Mom, why doesn't the frog move? Doesn't it eat insects?" His mother laughed and said: "Maybe he has eaten too much and can't dance anymore." "That's not right, he's hungry, he wants to eat black rice." The boy raised his head to look at his mother: "Mom, I'm hungry too." "You ate so much this morning, but why are you already hungry?" His mother smiled and pulled the boy up. Finally, Co Quan Da also saw the boy's extremely beautiful face, as if carved from jade, his eyes were large, bright, and extremely alert. She was admiring in her heart as she slowly walked home. Sure enough, just a moment later, footsteps sounded behind her. She turned her head to look, the mother and daughter were walking hand in hand. Hoai Nguyet realized that the person in front of her was the girl driving the red racing car. She smiled and nodded to Co Quan Da, her smile was very clear but very warm. Co Quan Da was a bit envious, her personality was still very rude, she liked to laugh and scolded and scolded, only Co Quan Dao could smile so elegantly and politely. But Co Quan Dao rarely smiles with strangers. Even when he smiles, it never makes people feel intimate. "Hello ma'am". When Dau Dau saw his mother greeting others, he also obediently greeted her. Co Quan Da happily held Dau Dau's other hand and said: "Little friend, you can eat the beans I peeled yesterday for your uncle. It's delicious, thank you!" Dau Dau smiled widely and said: "It's nothing. If you like to eat, you can come to my house to eat. Today my mother picked peas to make black rice, it's delicious!" Co Quan Da knew this but still asked: "What is black rice?" So little Lo Dau Dau told the story again: "The Venerable Muc Lien gave rice to his mother". Two young women walked on a deserted trail, one gentle and the other bright, leading a beautiful boy. The boy's cheerful voice wafted through the beautiful flowers like in a painting. Co Quan Da waved at Co Quan Dao, who was standing in the flower garden looking at the ornamental basin, and said: "Why are you going out to bask in the sun? It's a sunny day today!" Hoai Nguyet looked at Co Quan Dao standing in the sunlight,