This girl is like her father, she likes to eat and look beautiful.

Every time I hear that I go back, I have to wait for me far away from home. I believe this is also due to the power of those snacks.

Don't tell her that I said that about her, because she loves to eat and she loves to be beautiful. That little face is too precious to let flies pass by the tip of her nose.

When she was more than two years old, she could drink two bags of yogurt in one breath, with her round belly rolling on the road, and her hands holding up her floral dress.

The child's temperament depends on his age at the age of two. I told his father: Niuniu will be suitable for art in the future.

Haha, they don’t understand.

I said: She eats irrationally and only relies on her hobbies, and when she tastes stinky and selfless, she only relies on feeling. If she is not an artist, who is an artist?

One time she wanted to eat watermelon. There were very few watermelons in spring. I agreed to her request, but I didn’t know where to buy it, so I took her and walked around the streets, spinning around. She was sweating and her legs were a little sore.

I looked down at the little thing, still so energetic, with eyes full of desire and confidence. When I stretched out my hand, I ran into my arms and shouted: Where is the watermelon? Tell me how much she loves to eat it.

Often when I was sleeping, someone would knock on the door, and then my Niuniu would fly over to me, shaking me awake with her little hand: Uncle, look at Niuniu.

You’ll see a smear of blush on your face or a blue plastic star on your forehead.

I just said it looked good, and I wanted to fall asleep. When I fell asleep, I was shaken awake again: Uncle, look at Niuniu.

You will also see a Korean skirt that touches the neck and a pink gauze scarf.

I said she looked good again and wanted to sleep again - it was impossible to fall asleep. If I didn't open my eyes and look at that beautiful girl until she was beautiful enough, she wouldn't let her sleep - you said

How much she loves beauty.

But Niuniu was at a bit of a loss.

We owe her a lot.

Chatting with my colleagues, I accidentally heard them talking about the need for calcium supplements for their children, and how much milk they buy for their children every month. I realized that we usually give too little to Niuniu. Thinking of her greedy appearance, I felt uncomfortable. , I bought a lot of them after get off work and took them home.

She saw it and found it strange. She wandered around for a long time without daring to ask her grandma for a bottle of milk. It wasn't until night, when she couldn't bear it anymore, that she reminded her grandma by skipping a meal: "I want to drink milk."

Grandma said: It’s all yours.

Ah, happiness came so suddenly, Niuniu smiled, and then nervously said to grandma: Let's hide it, okay.

I can't let her go any further. Every once in a while, I want to buy a floral dress to go back to, but I still ignore the speed of her growth. She is either getting smaller or bigger. She is not only tall, but she also seems to have an eye for things. For example, she has

Once, after her parents divorced, her grandfather smiled and said to her: You are really stubborn.

She also said: You are the stubborn ass.

Grandpa deliberately glared and asked her who she was talking about. She quickly said: I'm talking about the cat.

She tossed and turned faster than a cat. I don’t know how she could do this.

During those days, when Niuniu was in her hometown and in Beijing, she was often transferred, like her brother's computer or a package, mailed back and forth amid the adults' emotions and needs.

Her language is also changing. Sometimes she speaks Mandarin like us, sometimes she speaks Henan dialect, sometimes she speaks Jiangnan dialect, and sometimes she doesn't sound like anything at all, leaving the listener confused and wondering where she is from.

Where is Niuniu from?

I asked her, where are you from? She smiled, I am American.

Haha, yes, you are from that beautiful country.

Once the adults got angry and wanted her, one robbed her and the other hid her. Another time the adults got angry again and left her with her grandma for many days.

The house was a little messy because of the busy schedule, so my grandparents took the time to tidy it up. Many things were moved around, and everything that needed to be thrown away was thrown away.

On purpose, the two old men put all Niuniu's good things into a beautiful box and waited for her to come back from school.

After I came back and had dinner, I suddenly remembered something, so I searched and searched, and then I started crying.

What's wrong with you, Niuniu?

Who told you to move around? My baby is lost.

They are all here, be good, look, this is a Barbie doll, this is a little fairy, this is yogurt, this is prince milk, this is chocolate beans, this is - she threw them all away one by one, crying.

What's wrong with this child? He's so unreasonable. He wants to hit him, but he hugs him and asks: "Good boy, what's wrong with you?"

My baby is lost.

What a treasure? It's the book that an uncle carried on his back. It's the "Song of Ouyang Hai". It's a book that's older than me. It's been incomplete for a long time. It must have been thrown away.

We found the old book in the trash can outside the door. Niuniu quickly picked it up and hid it under her pillow. I believe that no one in the world can snatch it from that hand and read it until night

, when Niu Niu was talking in her sleep, I quietly flipped through the book, and a photo fell out. It was a photo of Niu Niu, and her mother.

Where can we find another mother for her?