Xiao Qingya was a stubborn little one and Zhou Anran knew she couldn't coax her to give up. Her mind sometimes still followed her instinct to get something without thinking about the consequences in the long run.
In just two days, she had forgotten the dangers of the world and wanted to wander outside!
She had already lost count how many times the little one mentioned following them secretly in her mind. It made Zhou Anran incredibly alarmed, and as such, she could only helplessly grant her wish.
At this moment, Xiao Qingya was sitting on her second brother's shoulder, hugging his head, giggling merrily.
Xiao Yuyan was walking beside them, eyeing every movement around them with a hint of vigilance. There was one wooden bucket in her hand.
Zhou Anran and Xiao Yuxi were also carrying wooden buckets, holding one each in their arms.
It was still in the morning, so the temperature from the sun was still relatively mild. Xiao Qingya watched curiously at the plants around them.
