Mengmeng is the first son of Mamohou and Momohou.

His birth made the whole Mamohou family happy.

To this end, Maomaohouhua, who became a father, worked hard and picked a lot of fruits in the mountains, including bananas, apples, dates, peaches... They invited all members of the family to have a feast.

Mengmeng is really cute. He likes to curl up in his mother's arms and sleep. He likes to open his super cute eyes and listen to her mother tell stories. He likes to follow his mother's fingers to look at the stars. He likes to be held by his mother in the sun and catch lice for him.

... If the mother goes away for a while, he will cry and cry loudly until the mother comes back to cry.

Maomao's mother said to Maomao's father, "Isn't our child too squeamish?" Maomao said, "I think back then, I had such a hard time, but now, no matter how hard it is, I can't hurt the child. The child is still young, so if he is squeamish, he will be squeamish.

Come on, when you grow up, if you want him to lie down in your arms and act coquettishly, he will ignore you." Mo Mo looked at her husband with admiration. She felt that her husband was too smart and what he said made too much sense.

, then just do as he said.

After Mengmeng was weaned, Momo always chewed up all the food and fed her son a mess.

Mengmeng has grown teeth, 2, 4, 6... But he still wants to eat the fruit. His mother gave him a banana. He hid his hands behind his back and said, "Mom, help me. Peel it for me."

If the skin peels off, chew it into paste and feed it to me." Her mother refused, so Mengmeng lay down on the ground and acted like a fool.

Mom was helpless, so she peeled off the skin for him and made it into a paste to eat.

Time flies in the mountains, and before you know it, Mengmeng turns one year old.

Other monkeys of the same age have already gone out to find food on their own, but Mengmeng still has to stay in her mother's arms to eat the fruit.

"Pengmao, didn't you say that it's okay for children to be spoiled when they were young? When they grow up, they will naturally become sensible. Why is Mengmeng so old and still doesn't understand anything? Are you a fool?" Mo Mo was a little angry.

Maomao's father climbed up the tree and was busy picking fruits for the family and couldn't care about anything else.

After hearing what Mo Mo said, he turned around and said, "My child, I know that the time has not come yet, but it will come naturally when it does. Don't worry!" "But I can't rest assured! You have such a big child.

Now, you still need me to serve you." Mo Mo whispered.

"Go back, go back, don't lose the child." He waved his hand and chased her back. He didn't want to hear such short-sighted words. There were so many big winds and waves coming, and this little thing was nothing. He walked in despair.

Go home.

In the distance, I heard Mengmeng's super loud crying, so I ran a few steps quickly and returned home.

Mengmeng is on the ground, rolling back and forth.

When Mo Mo saw it, Mengmeng's grandma happened to come over, hugged her grandson, and comforted her: "My little ancestor, little emperor, what's going on? Where is your mother? Why isn't you at home to take care of you? Who bullied you?

?Tell grandma, I will beat him. He made it difficult for you, and I will make it difficult for him!" "My hand touched that branch and it hurts!" Mengmeng stretched out her hand and cried.

"Don't be afraid, don't cry. Grandma went to hit the branch." Grandma went to hit the branch and scolded: "You damn branch, why did you hurt Mengmeng when you touched it?" Meme almost fainted from anger.

.

Facing her grandma's actions, she knew it was wrong, but after all, she was an elder, and it was out of love and care for Mengmeng, so it was hard to say anything.

Momo's mother sent grandma back. When she turned around, she saw Mengmeng still sitting on the ground, but she was no longer crying.

He is waiting for his mother to comfort him and give him a hug.

Mo Mo shook his head and sat on the tree stump next to him, saying nothing.

When Mengmeng saw that her mother was ignoring him, she started crying again.

After crying for a while, he found that there was still no movement, so he secretly looked through his fingers. He didn't know where his mother had gone.

Mengmeng thought, if she cries again, her mother won’t hear her, so she might as well forget it. Besides, crying is really tiring.

Mengmeng stopped crying and went to play by herself.

After a while, he felt very hungry. He called: "Mom, mom." But there was no answer.

Mengmeng looked around and saw half a watermelon.

My father picked this watermelon back yesterday evening. He used a stone to knock the watermelon in half. At that time, my mother took it out with one hand and dug out a handful of melon pulp for Mengmeng to eat.

Mengmeng turned her head and shouted: "The watermelon has eyes, many, many black eyes. Mengmeng is afraid, won't eat, won't eat!" No matter how much his mother persuaded him, he just wouldn't eat.

Finally, my mother got angry, ignored him, ate half of the watermelon with my father, and put the remaining half in the corner.

Mengmeng walked over, he was hungry and thirsty, he remembered that his parents ate with gusto last night, and wanted to try it, so he used his hands to pick out the melon flesh; he saw those black "eyes" again, he touched them,

Those "eyes" didn't respond, so he took out the "eyes" one by one, leaving only the bright red pulp.

He took a taste.

Wow! It’s so delicious, sweet and sandy, with a lot of water and very thirst-quenching.

Mengmeng took out the pulp of the melon one by one, put it into her mouth, and ate it one bite at a time.