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Just learning to walk


My niece is about one year old, just learning to walk.
She is more devoted to pushing a plastic bench everywhere. The tile floor is slippery at home.
Every time she falls down, my mother helps her. She cries and tears rush.

Once upon a time, she fell down and saw my mother coming. Then her mouth was flat, was ready to cry. My mother pretended not to see her and passed by.
When he saw my mother gone, he didn't cry, so he got up and played on his own.

As a rule, this is not the point.
The point is that when my mother sees that she was not crying, she went over and holds her up and asks:
"Has the baby hurt?"

Two seconds later, "wow ...", crying loudly!!

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