Upon seeing this, Changyin and Wenlian, the little dumpling, immediately became even more enthusiastic in handing out the bamboo arrows, jumping up and down happily, "Niannian is so great!"
So the three sisters took turns throwing and passing the arrows, laughing happily, and soon finished throwing all ten arrows.
"Brothers, why aren't you voting yet?!"
The little boy looked back at the two older boys who were still encouraging each other, his dimples appearing on his face. He smiled sweetly and said in his childish voice:
"It's just one missed shot! My brother said that even rabbits can miss their paws, and dragons can miss their claws. We need to try a few more times to find out if it was a mistake or if we're just not suited for this game."
Hu Chang gave a dry laugh and stiffly threw out a weak and powerless bamboo arrow.
As expected, he missed. He wiped his sweat, met the little boy's clear, bright, round eyes, and chuckled dryly, "Oops, oops..."
"Whoosh—"
"Oops, oops."
"Whoosh—"
"Oops, oops."
...
"Hooray! I got it!"
Wow! Hu Chang is amazing!
The three little ones, who had just been watching intently, completely forgot which side they were on the other the moment they saw the bamboo arrow enter the pot, and immediately started jumping around excitedly.
Xiao Wenlian: "Wow, he made it! Brother Huchang is amazing, he can make every shot when he doesn't miss! Unlike Brother Zhouli, he always talks big but never makes a shot!"
Xiao Changyin: "Brother Huchang is awesome! He didn't get discouraged even after missing so many shots! Changyin should be like him! Next time we play the sandbag game, even if you can't hit it, keep going. Changyin will eventually hit it!"
The little boy said enviously, "Brother Huchang is so amazing! He can make shots on his own without anyone teaching him. Niannian has been learning for a long, long time to get to that level!"
As he spoke, the little boy pouted pitifully.
Looking at the three little bundles of joy surrounding him, Hu Chang suddenly felt a surge of pride. Could this be the feeling of honorable defeat?
He gently patted each of his three little sisters' fluffy heads. "Thank you for the compliment. I will continue to work hard!"
Then, looking at the three arrows in his copper pot, he proudly showed off to Qin Zhouli, "Come on, Zhouli, it's your turn! Don't miss a single arrow!"
Qin Zhouli, his face dark, snatched the bamboo arrow, glanced guiltily at the copper pot over there, and snorted coldly.
The little girl looked up at her older brother, Hu Chang, and asked in her childish voice, "Brother, do you play like this often? This place is so much fun, much more fun than the games played by the older girls in that courtyard. Can Niannian come and play with you often in the future?"
As soon as the little dumpling finished asking his question, the other two little bundles of joy immediately came over, their eyes sparkling with anticipation as they looked at Hu Chang.
"Sure!" Hu Chang chuckled, squatted down and patted each of the little heads without hesitation, "As long as your parents agree! Oh, and don't cry too often, hehe."
The little dumpling whimpered, then said fiercely, "Niannian won't cry!"
Hu Chang quickly said, "I know, Niannian is different from those little girls who cry at the drop of a hat! Hehe, my name is Xue Hu Chang, from the Hou family of Ningxiang. You can come find me or Zhou Li in the future! We'll definitely take you out to play!"
"Okay!" the little dumpling said happily. "When I get back, I'll tell Grandma that I'll only play with Brother Zhouli and Brother Huchang from now on, and I won't play with those older sisters! They don't like Niannian."
Thinking of their disdainful tone and disgusted looks, the little dumpling pouted.
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