The little girl watched as Mu Ran and Zi Teng were dragged away, and she couldn't forget the way Mu Ran begged her for mercy.

The little dumpling felt a tightness in her chest, a sense of betrayal.

Seeing that his father and four uncles had important matters to discuss, the little boy walked out dejectedly.

Fan Hai had been waiting outside the door. When he saw the little girl come out alone, he quietly followed behind her.

Oh dear! The young master seems to be in a bad mood again.

Fan Hai sighed.

Just then, a few birds chirped from the tree ahead, and the little dumpling curiously looked up at the treetop.

A fluffy little gray bird was perched on a branch, chirping away.

The little dumpling couldn't help but laugh when it saw the cute little bird.

Children get sad quickly, but they also get happy quickly. Seeing cute little animals can instantly brighten their mood.

"What an adorable little bird!" The little dumpling clasped her hands together, her eyes sparkling as she looked at the bird.

Seeing that the little dumpling liked the bird, Fan Hai took out a slingshot from his pocket.

He picked up a stone and aimed his slingshot at the birds in the tree.

call out--

The chirping little bird was shot down.

The little bird chirped and fell to the ground.

Damn it, I only chirped a few times, how did I get attacked!

Birds really shouldn't be too noisy!

The little dumpling saw the bird fall to the ground and quickly ran over.

Fan Hai put away the slingshot, a hint of smugness and pride on his face.

Now that the little master has a little bird, he'll definitely be overjoyed.

But the reality was beyond his expectations. The little dumpling squatted in front of the little bird on the ground and burst into tears.

"Waaah! Which big bad guy hurt the little bird?!"

"Waaah, little bird, poor little bird."

Fan Hai looked awkwardly at the slingshot in his hand. He had just made the move from behind the little dumpling, so she hadn't seen it.

Fan Hai felt completely overwhelmed. He had only wanted to make his young mistress happy, but he had ended up making her cry.

Oh no! This has backfired! My first time ever making a mistake!

The little girl was crying her eyes out as she looked at the injured bird, when suddenly a thud came from behind her head—a small pebble had hit her on the head.

The little dumpling stopped crying, covered the back of her head which was a little sore, and turned her head to look behind her.

A boy dressed in a purple cloud-themed outfit was smiling at her, holding a small slingshot in his hand.

The little dumpling stood up, her gaze falling on the slingshot in his hand.

"Was it you who shot down the bird just now?" the little dumpling asked.

The boy didn't answer her, but instead took a few steps closer to the little girl and asked:

"Hey, why were you crying just now?"

The boy was much taller than the little girl; she only reached his chest.

The little boy suspected he had hit the bird and said irritably:

"Hmph! The little bird got hurt by that jerk, and I was just looking at him!"

The boy, naturally oblivious to the innuendo in the little dumpling's words, propped himself up on his knees and looked down at her.

"So that's why you were crying just now? Like a crybaby?"

The boy seemed very concerned about her crying!

The little dumpling was called a crybaby, and her cheeks puffed up with anger.

Seeing the boy getting closer to the young master, Fan Hai quickly pulled the little dumpling over.

He said, "Was it you who hit her with the small stone just now?"

The boy straightened up and twirled the slingshot between his fingers.

The boy showed no fear in front of his older brother, Fan Hai.

"Yes, she was crying so loudly that I had to hit her with small stones. See how good my method is! She's stopped crying now!"

The boy didn't think his method was rude at all; on the contrary, he thought it was very effective.

The little dumpling said angrily:

"You rotten egg! You hit the bird, and then you hit me! You're a rotten egg!"

Seeing that the little dumpling had misunderstood, Fan Hai had no choice but to say, "I'm sorry, little master. I shot down the bird earlier. I wanted to give it to you."

The boy burst into laughter, pointed at the little dumpling, and said:

"Look, you've insulted the wrong person and wrongly accused me. Shouldn't you apologize to me?"

The little dumpling was shocked to find that it was Brother Fanhai who hit the bird, and she stomped her little foot in anger.

"Brother Fanhai, it's you!"

Fan Hai touched his nose sheepishly, "I'm sorry, young master, I didn't think things through before I acted."

The boy saw that the little dumpling was talking to Fan Hai and completely ignored him.

Feeling somewhat irritated, he raised his slingshot and said to the little dumpling:

"Hey, I don't want your apology anymore. How about you be my maid for three days as punishment!"