One could imagine how a child who was only so young lived in the mountains.
The monkey treated him like a toy. It would carry him up the tree at any time and throw him to play with other monkeys. There were a few times when he was almost thrown to the ground.
Little Qingyuan was so frightened that he cried. However, he did not know why he was here. He also did not know the way home.
He missed his grandfather. He didn't want to be with these monkeys.
He felt like he was going to die. He was thirsty, tired, and hungry. But no matter how much he cried for help, no one came to his rescue.
Later on, he realized that these monkeys seemed to know how to imitate his movements. Therefore, he tried his best to squeeze out a smile. His face was clearly covered in injuries and he did not have any strength, but he still tried his best to pretend to be very happy and play with them, fighting with them.
