1 娜日莎,一岁零三个月,在蒙古包里睡醒睁开眼睛。妈妈呢?她向前爬呀,向前爬她当然还未晓人事:此刻蒙古民族正在遭灾,她的爸爸和妈妈正在整人的“学习班”里挨整,没有人能照看她。娜日莎在向前爬,两条正在学步的小腿活泼地蹬着,她要爬向前,寻找妈妈。啊呀,她爬到了煮奶茶锅的锅盖上了! 啊呀,锅盖滑翻,孩子白白嫩嫩的小腿掉到了滚烫的奶茶里……妈妈回家了,她多惦记自己的小宝宝!她一眼看见孩子掉在奶茶锅里,吓昏了,善良的妈妈从此疯了…… Na Ri Sha, one year and three months old, woke up in the yurts opened his eyes. Her mother climbed forward and climbed forward. Of course she was not yet aware of her affairs: At the moment, the Mongol nation was suffering. Her father and mother were finishing the whole class and no one could look after her. Na Risa climbed forward, two twitching calf shuffle, she climbed forward, looking for her mother. Ah, she climbed to cook the lid of the milk tea pot! Oh, the lid slipped, the white and tender legs of the child fell into the hot milk tea ... ... mother came home, she remembered his little baby! She one I saw the child fall in the milk tea pot, was shocked, good mother from crazy ......