But he still likes everyone very much...

Wu Shang could only say, "It'll be fine after washing. Look, Chaochao and Leo are already planting. If we don't start soon, we'll fall behind."

"Does Changchang want to be punished for coming in last place?"

Wu Shang asked.

Changchang immediately shook her head, looking pitiful as if she was about to cry.

"Then I'll tell Uncle Zou that I don't want to participate anymore, okay?"

Wu Shang was usually pleased and proud of his son's sensible and obedient nature, but now he was more troubled by his son's "obedience".

"Changchang, playing in the mud and planting rice seedlings are different. Mommy won't be angry." Wu Shang reached out to pull Changchang down from the edge of the paddy field, but Changchang resisted and backed away forcefully, her voice trembling with tears: "I don't want to, it's dirty!"

"You have to have it whether you want it or not! Why can't you listen to me?"

Wu Shang frowned, and despite the boy's struggles, picked him up and put him in the paddy field.

Changchang resisted, sitting cross-legged and refusing to touch the muddy field at all, crying and shouting in grievance:

"Dirty! Dirty! Waaah, I don't want it!"

Peng Peng, who was closest, noticed the crying. "What's wrong?"

Wu Shang said with a bitter expression, "It's because the kids don't want to go to the fields because they think it's dirty, sigh..."

Changchang, who had escaped danger thanks to Peng Peng's arrival, was put back on the ridge and immediately moved far away from her father as soon as she landed.

Peng Peng could understand, since some children are indeed clean and don't want to get themselves dirty. He could only gently advise Wu Shang, "If the child really doesn't like it, it's not good to force him..."

At the same time, he laughed loudly at the aggrieved Changchang, "Changchang, it's so much fun in the field! Uncle fell twice, and Xiaoqing rolled around several times and is now covered in mud, but she's still laughing happily. Oh right, look at little Chaochao..."

Peng Peng pointed in one direction.

There, a small mass was crawling in the shadows.

Changchang: "?"

At that time, Chaochao pioneered a new technique, which was to walk on her knees.

This method allows her to move freely through the muddy paddy fields.

The little dumpling crawled forward a short distance. Before that, three lush green rice seedlings had already been planted in the field.

Seeing that the spacing was just right, Chaochao plopped down, mud and water smearing her fair cheeks. She didn't care at all about the coolness that was seeping into her bottom. In a great mood, she pinched the root of a rice seedling and stuck it straight into the soil two or three centimeters deep.

At the same time, she silently thought to herself that her brother said two or three centimeters was only a tiny bit shorter than her finger.

As she planted the rice seedlings, she sang lullabies to them in a sweet, childlike voice:

"Little seedling~ Grow up quickly~"

"Once you're fully grown, I'll eat you up!"

[Help! What kind of death-inducing song is this?!]

[Seedling: Weak, pitiful, and helpless, who will save me?]

[I recorded it and I'm going to use it to scare my cat, hahaha]

At this moment, the small rice seedlings standing upright in the paddy field swayed and trembled slightly with the ripples of the water.

Just as Chaochao was about to turn around to pick a small seedling, she found that her bottom was stuck and she couldn't move!

Chaochao braced her little hands in the field, trying to lift herself up, when suddenly she felt a slippery sensation next to her little hands.