The factory has a tall ladder, but here it's a gentle slope, so if you want to go up and hold the child, you'll have to move sideways on the trunk.
And that branch doesn't look very good at supporting an adult's weight.
Everyone was amazed at He Tuo's skills, but now they looked sympathetically at He Kuang's family:
Look, the child climbs rocks and trees, definitely a natural talent.
But as everyone whispered below, the child above remained motionless, making them nervous again:
"Is he pretending he can't hear?"
"Does he usually hide like this when you call him?"
He Kuang's wife looked and looked, and finally, with a complicated expression, said, "I think he's asleep..."
A child's energy is always a mysterious thing.
A moment ago, running, jumping, full of life, the next moment they fall asleep.
Now, obviously this little one exploded with a burst of energy to climb the tree and camouflage himself, then fell asleep in this peaceful spot.
