The continuation of the race (1)
That night, little crane grass returned to the wooden house very late. Hu Yuan had been waiting for him in the living room. When he saw that little crane grass had returned so late and looked very depressed, he couldn't help but ask curiously, " "He Cao, why did you return so late today?"
Little crane grass looked at Hu Yuan and said in a low voice, " "Master, I'm sorry. It won't happen again."
Hu Yuan looked at little crane grass's expression and asked in confusion, " "What's wrong, hecao?"
He Cao looked at Hu Yuan and said with a sobbing tone, " "Master, my friend Xiao Hua is going to die soon."
Hu Yuan was taken aback. He then asked in confusion,"Who's going to die?"
He Cao cried, " little flower, he is a flower. He is dying. He said that for the continuation of the race, he will die and then bear seeds. This way, more little flowers will grow. But master, I don't want him to die. &Quot;