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There were many words on the card. Lan Qingyue held Chu Chu and guided her, "Chu Chu, can you read all these words?"
A small task, with the director's embellishment, was turned into a short essay. Chu Chu, with her sleepy eyes, found it increasingly hypnotic as she read, yawning widely and bursting into tears.
“This is… morning~~~” Chu Chu pointed to two words on the card.
“By the way, shall we read it together?” Lan Qingyue suggested.
When I was in school, if a classmate was sleepy, the teacher would make that classmate stand up and read aloud in the morning and evening.
"Okay~~~" Chu Chu's little voice was lazy as she pressed her face against Lan Qingyue's, her mouth slightly open, looking at the card with little interest.
Lan Qingyue read a sentence aloud, and she read it aloud as well.
[Dear guests, you have all successfully completed the morning's tasks. Congratulations! We are about to enjoy a wonderful afternoon. In this village, there is a large fishpond, and the owner is a kind and generous old man. This afternoon, you will have two hours to fish. Stay tuned!]
It's another flamboyant wavy line.
With only ten minutes left, Lan Qingyue quickly carried Chu Chu downstairs. Lu Yan's mother had already returned and was having lunch in the kitchen. "Good afternoon, Auntie~~~"
Hearing the noise, Lu Yan's mother immediately put down her chopsticks and came over with a delighted expression, touching Chu Chu's cheek. "Are you going to do a mission? Have you had lunch? Would you like some more? I thought you were taking a nap, so I didn't want to disturb you."
"I ate it~~~" Chu Chu said, munching on her little hand, "I ate meat~~~"
Lu Yan's mother: "You ate meat! That's great!"
After saying goodbye to Chu Chu, Lan Qingyue hurriedly left. Lu Yan came out of the room, and Lan Qingyue stopped and asked her, "Ayan, we're going fishing this afternoon, do you want to come along?"
A fleeting look of envy crossed Lu Yan's surprised, doll-like face, but she quickly suppressed it. "No need, I'm going to stay home and watch the weather. You guys go ahead."
Looking at the sky and the weather, whenever there were dark clouds, he had to run to the rooftop to harvest the rice. Lan Qingyue deeply understood this kind of busy time, but he didn't insist on it.
The two encountered Qi Huanhuan coming from the opposite direction at the corner. The little girl looked very energetic, holding her cute hat up above her head as she ran towards them, "Aunt Lan~ Little Chuchu~ Good afternoon, photographer brother~~~"
"Sister Huanhuan~~~" Chu Chu slid down from Lan Qingyue's arms with her chubby little legs, very happy. She was no longer sleepy, and her eyes were much brighter than before.
Qi Huanhuan tilted her head, "Chuchu, shall we hold hands?"
"Okay, okay, let's hold hands~~~" Chu Chu obediently put her hand into Qi Huanhuan's palm, and the two skipped and hopped to the village entrance.
Before Lan Qingyue could even tie Chu Chu's hair into a little bun, the little dumpling's few strands of hair were already swaying proudly to the sky.
Lan Qingyue and Guan Zhizhi walked to the basketball court, and Si Yiming also ran over with his children. He held the two children's hands, one on each side, and they greeted Lan Qingyue and Guan Zhizhi. Si Si, with his hands on his knees and bent over, panting, said, "Dad, look at you! This is the consequence of you sleeping in! My legs almost broke from running!"
Si Jingxuan, without blushing or getting his hair messed up, retorted, "You're just lacking exercise. If you run a few laps around the basketball court like me every morning, I guarantee you'll be faster than a rabbit."