At this time, a thrush bird seemed to want to join in the fun too, chirping happily. It was jumping up and down on the tree, playing with a small sparrow. The sparrow was startled and flew around chaotically. Meanwhile, Golden hair was sitting in the sun under the eaves, very focused on grooming itself. Occasionally, it would pause in the middle of grooming, rub its fur with its hand, and immediately catch a louse that was up to no good. Every now and then, it would watch the siblings sparring, clapping happily, scratching its ears, and making funny gestures.
Sister Ling enthusiastically brought Lady Chen over to watch them spar. "Aunt Chen, come quickly, A wan and Xiao Yi are having a martial arts contest."
At first, Lady Chen didn't believe it. She knew the weight of her daughter and son—it was all just kids play-acting.
But to her surprise, when she saw them seriously executing each move, it really did seem like the real thing.
"Aunt Chen, see, I wasn't lying to you."
