But as soon as she stepped out the door, Gu An'an saw that someone had come to her house.

Jiang Yong'an carried the things in.

What's lying on the ground is the deer he hunted on the mountain yesterday.

"Bao'er, would you like some roasted venison? Tomorrow is Bao'er's birthday, right?"

The little girl in Jiang Mingyi's arms suddenly opened her eyes wide upon hearing this, "Daddy, are you going to give Bao'er a birthday present?"

My brother was just about to give her a gift.

Jiang Mingyi took out a treasure box from his pocket. "This is a birthday gift that Daddy prepared for Bao'er. Bao'er, take a look and see if you like it?"

Gu An'an glanced at it and found it rather novel.

The decorations on the outside of this eight-treasure box are simple and unadorned, yet they also exude a wildness, especially the carvings of goats and horses, which do not seem to be the style of Daye at all.

It does have some of the local customs and culture of Xiyong.

As Gu An'an was thinking, she saw Bao'er grab the eight-treasure box and put it into her mouth.

Fortunately, Jiang Mingyi knew this little girl very well and quickly reached out to stop her.

But Bao'er was a stubborn child, and she bit Jiang Mingyi's hand directly.

It's a bit hard.

The little girl sensed something was wrong and quickly relented.

However, a few small teeth marks were still left on the back of Jiang Mingyi's hand.

And saliva.

Bao'er stuck out her tongue a little shyly, "Brother, what are you doing?"

This was a classic case of the guilty party accusing the innocent first, making Gu An'an unable to suppress a laugh. "Silly girl, why do you put everything in your mouth? You can't possibly pick up sheep droppings and taste them too, can you?"

Gu An'an was joking when Jiang Mingxu, who had just returned home, overheard her. The little boy looked surprised and asked, "Mom, how did you know that Bao'er ate sheep droppings?"