A baby's cry rang out in the stone house, and Alisa's expression changed in an instant, her movements freezing. She rushed inside in a fluster, and when she came out again, there was already a sturdy, bright-eyed baby in her arms.
"Oh, oh, oh! May the Main God bless Little Xiuhua. Don't cry, Little Xiuhua. Mama will feed you milk."
Alisa carefully held Xiuhua, a gentle maternal radiance showing on her face. In that moment, the young girl's lively innocence faded from her faintly flushed face, while the grace and quiet poise of a young wife revealed itself in every movement.
The pure spirit had danced among clouds and flowers, until she became a mother for the first time and gradually turned into the dignified image of the Earth Mother. Two maidservants came trotting over to help on either side, their faces naturally showing respect as well.
"Praise the Main God! What a strong divine child!"
"That's right! Look at the way he suckles. He has so much strength, he's practically like a little divine jaguar!"
At that, Alisa's face reddened. She looked at Little Xiuhua sucking hard, gently stroking that wrinkled, rosy little face. His brows and eyes were just like Xolotl's when he was a child.
"Oh my! He really does take after your papa, even eating with such vigor..."
Alisa fed the child, her cheeks warming, who knew what she was thinking of. Only when Xiuhua was full did he open his round eyes wide and fall quiet. Alisa carried the child back into the house again and sang a lullaby for a while to coax him to sleep.
"A child upon the earth grows strong in his mother's arms. He will grow tall like the Cacao Tree, he will be tough like a prickly pear, he