"Hahaha! Of course it's me! After all, I only lost a game, but I won my whole life!"

Wang Xuefeng raised his chin arrogantly, like an invincible demon king.

“But according to you, not only in life, but I haven’t lost a single game.” Xiao He’s smile became even more sinister: “Then wouldn’t I have won more than you?”

“No, you only beat me! But I beat all three of you! In the end, I still came out ahead!” Wang Xuefeng refused to back down.

Xiao He realized he couldn't win an argument with him, and for a moment he could only blink blankly.

The two went back and forth as if in an impromptu performance, seemingly arguing about who earned more, but actually just trying to subtly praise each other...

And how lucky it is to have the other person.

"How about it? Do you want to go to the square to set off fireworks after dinner?" Wang Xuefeng's lips were as red as honey, and he just let the smile spread across his face.

"Sure!" Xiao He wouldn't object to any of his travel suggestions. As long as he was there, anywhere would be fun.

"Let's eat first! Come on! This is nutritious! Eat more!" Wang Xuefeng stuffed all sorts of delicious food into Xiao He's bowl.

After he finished serving, the latter leisurely switched his bowl with his.

"You need to eat more! You're always out and about, I don't know if you're eating properly..."

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"Whoosh—Bang!"

"Whoosh—Bang! Bang!"

"Hahahaha... Come and chase me..."

"Can't catch him...can't catch him...hahahaha..."

Many children ran and played games in the square, while their parents sat on benches not far away, fanning themselves and chatting.

Every now and then you'll see an old man playing the saxophone, surrounded by a quiet group of listeners; it seems his children aren't with him.

People like Xiao He, who are still "shameless" enough to watch fireworks and play games here, are ultimately a very small minority.

Here, teenagers over the age of sixteen are allowed to participate in social work independently, so they do not think that "Children's Day" has anything to do with them.

Therefore, those very few "exceptions" can only be one of two possibilities:

First, couples.

Second, siblings.

Xiao He and his companion were the first type, commonly known as "couples can be on any holiday".

Wang Xuefeng hadn't run around so childishly in a long time.

Carrying a plastic toy water gun that was half the height of a person, he played with a group of children who were only a little over a meter tall.

Xiao He, as his "opponent," held up a transparent plastic shield that was taller than himself.

The task is to play the role of "mother chicks" at the very front of the long line, protecting the chicks behind her from being "bombarded" by water bombs.

"Oh--"

"Oh oh oh! Oh oh oh!"

"Out! Out! Number nine is out!"

"Number 13 is out!"

Even though Wang Xuefeng was desperately trying to reduce the water flow, many mischievous children still wanted to run into the water bombs themselves.

In the end, it unknowingly turned into a research and practice topic: "How to not hit a single target while firing continuously."

The lively scene here gradually attracted more and more children.

They only needed to glance at the game from the outside to immediately grasp how to play "New Eagle Catches Chickens".

Even without being invited, they would spontaneously run to the back of the line and grab the clothes of the unfamiliar child in front of them.

Even if the child in front senses a stranger behind them, they will at most turn around and glance back.

Even if they don't know each other, they can still laugh together.

It seems that only at this age, when facing a complete stranger, will one instinctively show the most sincere and friendly smile...

"Hey, look, it's so lively over there, do you want to go join in?"

"No way! A bunch of little brats! Childish! Humph!"

"Tch, you're only ten years old, what nonsense are you spouting?" The armored youth sneered.

“I’m different! I’m all grown up now! I’m not a little kid anymore!” A young boy next to him suddenly became anxious.

"These are the city lord's rules, you have no say in them." The young man shook his head and adopted a sarcastic tone: "Anyone under 16 is a minor, anyone under 12 is a child. You're a child now, so why don't you grow up faster!"

"Do you think I don't want to? Time just moves so slowly! What can I do?!"

Young Yu Yang followed beside him, looking rather reluctant.

The young man was his older brother, who had moved here a little over a year ago and joined the garrison of the north city wall.

Yu Yang, the biological younger brother, had only recently been taken in by his older brother. Because he had admired Huo Jiajun since childhood, he enrolled in the fifth branch of Yunduan Junior High School.

His dream is to one day join the Yanluo Army and fulfill his brother's unfinished ambition...

"Huh? That person looks familiar!"

"And who is it?" the young man asked casually.

"That one, that's it." Yu Yang pointed, his target firmly locked in front of him.

The young man looked in the direction he was pointing.

With his height advantage, he could easily spot the smiling girl leading a group of children.

"So now you think you recognize every beautiful woman you see?" The young man raised an eyebrow and glanced at him sideways.

"Me?!" Yu Yang's eyes widened, his face filled with resentment at being wrongly accused: "I didn't lie! She's our senior!"

"Senior sister?" The young man was still skeptical.

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