Chapter 1599: Everest's Little One (19)

Qiao Yaruan's heart moved suddenly, as if the deepest part in her heart was touched severely, she pushed Feng Feng away and walked a few steps with excitement.
"Little girl, how old are you? Are you two and a half?" Qiao Yaruan asked excitedly.
The little girl thought she was pinching her shoulder, and her brows frowned tightly.
"Sorry, sorry." Seeing her frown, Qiao Yaruan hurriedly let go, holding her hand carefully, "Tell auntie, how old are you, who is your grandpa?"
"I'm three years old, and my grandpa is the most famous doctor in Murakami, but I don't know what my grandpa's name is, my father's name is Abdul." Xiaoya said crisply.
At the age of three, grandpa is a doctor.
Therefore, she is not her own petty.
Qiao Yaruan laughed at herself, how could this be her own little thing, wasn't she watching the fire happen?
"What's wrong with you, Auntie?" Xiaoya blinked, her eyes fell on the roast chicken again, and her little mouth was choked again.
Qiao Yaruan lowered his head, holding back the tears in his eyes, and then looked up after a while, "Auntie is all right, are you hungry? Auntie will give you fruit, will you have roast chicken in a while?"
Xiaoya nodded earnestly, reached out and touched her belly, "I was separated from grandpa yesterday, and I have never eaten."
Qiao Yaruan touched her little head distressed, "Aren't you afraid?"
Little Yaya shook her head. "Grandpa said that when Yaya can walk, they can play on this mountain, and they dare not hurt Yaya."
They refer to the beasts and poison on the mountain.
Throughout the process, Feng Feng has not spoken, but has been paying attention to every action of Qiao Yaruan. Is she just too excited just now.
And this child, who appeared too strange, who would throw a three-year-old child on the mountain?
Qiao Yaruan took her to the fire, took the fruit, wiped it and handed it to her, "Eat this first, uncle and aunt will take you back for a while, OK?"
Feng Feng looked at her coldly: Sister, can't you go out yourself?
Xiaoyaya looked up at them as she ate, "I can take you out, I'm familiar with this place." Xiaoya said proudly, but when she looked at Fengfeng, her brows frowned slightly. : "Uncle, your hand is injured, it will break if you don't deal with it." Xiaoya said, in the past, she squatted down and took out some medicine powder and other things from the small bag she was carrying.
Feng Feng had to retreat subconsciously, but looking at the pink baby doll, he couldn't give up at this moment.
"This was given to me by my grandfather, and said that people who got lost and injured in the mountains can save them." Xiaoyaya said seriously, but Bai Nennen's little hand was skillful in applying medicine to Fengfeng. Young people have saved many people.
Is this kid really only three years old?
It's even worse than the three in Chu's Wing's house.
Xiaoyaya conscientiously applied medicine to her, her small hand touching the Fengfeng's big hand, forming a sharp contrast, her hand, small, soft, touching his palm, very comfortable.
This is different from Nian Nian's feeling. In addition to being comfortable, there is also a kind of warmth.
Feng Feng raised his hand slightly, as if to touch the child, and unconsciously wanted to do it.