Wu Yuer stood up and greeted Lu Shengping, who was standing still, in a cheerful tone.

"Come and find Xiaoman,"

The little girl didn't dare to look at Lu Shengping who dared not meet her eyes, and turned her head to call out to Lu Xiaoman who was arguing with his friend.

"Xiaoman, your uncle is calling you!"

Hearing the sound, the little girl finally diverted her attention and looked up behind Sister Yuyu.

Xiaoman was so happy to see his uncle that he jumped up like a monkey and ran to his uncle.

Before Xiaoman was pulled away by his uncle, he did not forget to turn around and say goodbye to his good friends and sister Yuyu.

"Uncle, Sister Yuyu is such a nice person, look!"

Pulling his silent uncle, Xiaoman was in high spirits and couldn't wait to present his treasure to his uncle.

"Sister Yuyu gave me some fruit, picked from the mountains. It's so sweet. Uncle, have some!"

Looking at the fruit in front of him, Lu Shengping raised the corners of his mouth with an embarrassed expression, but when you looked closely, there was no joy in his eyes.

He slowed down his pace to accommodate the child and rejected his niece's kindness.

The little girl didn't understand the gossips of adults, and she thought her uncle didn't like fruit, so she ate it happily.

At the same time, she kept praising the sister Yu she mentioned.

In her words, her sister Yu is a very good girl with a good temper, and is very gentle and patient.

Unlike other adults, who were either too lazy to bother with them and looked down on them as children, or spoke to them in a perfunctory tone and did not take them seriously at all.

"Sister Yuyu speaks so gently, while others are condescending and look down on others.

Sister Yuyu is different. Her eyes are brighter than the stars in the sky. When she talks to me, she squats down and looks into my eyes. Sister Yuyu is the best.

After hearing this, Lu Shengping was lost in thought.