Extra 3: Little Fat Chirp and the Little Panda (Continued)
Jian Mo's eyes lit up. "Really? That's great!"
Watermelon is practically a summer staple, but since arriving in this world, Jian Mo has never eaten watermelon, nor any fruit similar to watermelon.
He Qi Ming during a previous chat, and Qi Ming then told the fat birds who frequently went out to trade.
After several years of searching, the fat birds brought back a fist-sized melon from some tribe. It was very juicy and resembled a combination of cantaloupe and watermelon. It tasted quite delicious.
Unfortunately, this type of melon is not suitable for the climate of the Riverside Tribe. Jian Mo has tried to grow it twice, but it never grew well.
As soon as they got home, Qi Ming and Mo A took out the gifts, and Jian Mo couldn't wait to cut up a melon.
The melons grown by the Rain Rising Tribe are indeed fragrant, sweet, and cool, making them very refreshing to eat.
Jian Mo, munching on some melon seeds, said, "Having you guys is so great, it feels like my life has been saved."
Qi Ming laughed, "That's a bit of an exaggeration."
Jian Mo: "Really. I love eating all kinds of fruit, but unfortunately we don't have much fruit here, only some berries."
Qi Ming: "Then when our second batch of melon seeds comes out this year, we'll have Wan Zheng and the others deliver some to you."
Jian Mo smiled and said, "How about we trade some? We've made a lot of cheese lately, how about we use it to trade for melons?"
Qi Ming: "That works too."
Everyone came over not only to chat with Jian Mo, but also to have Jian Mo check on the little chubby bird and the baby panda.
Both babies were delivered by Jian Mo, and they are doing very well now. However, as a father, he can't help but worry and wants to pay close attention.
While they were chatting inside, Jiujiu and Ying'ao soon returned.
As soon as the little chubby bird saw the Jiujiu outside, it couldn't help but call out, "Jiujiu-- "
Jiujiu clearly remembered Little Chubby Chirp, so it poked its head in from outside and said, "Chirp."
Little Chubby turned his head and looked at Jian Mo with bright, sparkling eyes. "Jian Mo, can we go play with Jiujiu?"
Jian Mo: "Then I need to find you some playmates. Jiujiu, go and call Ying Jian and the others over, and ask them to bring Di Qiu and Mingyin to play together."
Jiujiu chirped twice outside to indicate that it understood, then flapped its wings and went outside to find the little ones.
Ying Jian is a little lion cub, and the leader among the cubs. Even though he is still young, you can already see that he has a very mature personality.
Jian Mo felt more at ease letting Ying Jian take her friends out to play.
Zhou Zhi and Ji Xun were familiar with the Riverside Tribe and trusted Jiujiu.
Moreover, there are always orcs patrolling the Riverside Tribe. With the orcs watching over things, nothing bad is likely to happen.
When Jiujiu brought the cubs to take Xiaofeiqiu and the baby panda out to play, the four fathers all agreed, only reminding them not to be naughty and not to do anything dangerous.
Little Chubby Bird had a very sweet tongue. "Dad, don't worry, Jiujiu is watching over us."
The Jiujiu outside puffed out its chest and cried out, "Chirp!"
Little Chubby Bird: "Let's go out and play!"
The chubby little bird stretched out its wings, took the little panda's paw, and the two cubs hopped and skipped out to Ying Jian and the others.
Even after the cubs had walked quite a distance, Jian Mo and the others could still hear their voices.
The little ones' laughter is quite sharp and can carry far; they can be heard and noticed even inside the house.
Ji Xun remarked with emotion, "We should go out and play with the little ones from your tribe more often. Mingyin has become much more lively when she's with the other little ones."
Jian Mo: "Is Mingyin playing with the kids from the Forest Rock Tribe a lot these days?"
Ji Xun: "Yes, but the kids from the Forest Rock Tribe always speak slowly, and Mingyin isn't a quick-witted child either. I'm afraid he'll be influenced to speak and act even more slowly, so I've been letting him interact with the kids from the Forest Rock Tribe less lately."
Mo A chimed in, "That's how our clan's little ones are; they'll grow out of it."
Jian Mo agreed, "Each cub has its own personality, and it's not so easy to change them. You've already sent the cubs away from the Forest Rock Tribe, so don't worry."
Ji Xun sighed, "As a father, I can't help but worry. We wanted to send Mingyin to your tribe to study, but your tribe said they don't accept such young children."
Jian Mo laughed, "That really won't work. We teach so much in class, including reading and writing. Mingyin's little hands can't even hold a pen, can they? Besides, the kids love to play so much. It's too pitiful to confine them to class at such a young age."
Ji Xun rubbed his temples. "You're right."
Jian Mo: "If you're worried, you can send him to our tribe to play. He can play with Ying Jian and the others. Play with them for a while, and I guarantee the little guy will become more lively and cheerful. He might even be so mischievous that you can't stand him."
Qi Ming: "If that's the case, we'd also like to send Di Qiu over to play."
Jian Mo smiled and said, "Sure, you can bring Di Qiu over a few more times. Aren't your two tribes engaged in trade? If you come here to buy or sell things, you can bring Di Qiu along. But I think Di Qiu isn't introverted at all; he's kind of like a leader among the children."
Zhou Zhi nodded. "It is indeed a bit domineering; it will even use its wings to slap people when it gets angry."
Jian Mo imagined the chubby little bird slapping someone and said with a smile, "I like this kind of personality. It's always better to fight back than not to."
The adults were drinking tea and chatting inside, while the children played with Jiujiu in the open space of the village.
Jiujiu's mental age is similar to that of a six or seven-year-old child, and she has remained in this state ever since.
Unlike Ying'ao and the other little ones who grow, Jiujiu genuinely enjoys playing with the little ones, and she always plays with complete enthusiasm.
In Jiujiu's view, it wasn't that Jian Mo sent it out to play with the cubs, but rather that Jian Mo called a whole bunch of cubs to play with it.
When one batch of cubs grows up, Jian Mo and Wu Jiong will arrange for another batch of cubs to come and keep it company.
Jiujiu's intelligence isn't enough to make very complex expressions, but it does feel very happy right now—it's happy to be able to play with its friends every day.