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In the next few days, Lu Chen's life was no different from usual.

Every day is nothing more than patrolling the mountains with the dog, or going to the orchard to check the growth status of the fruit trees.

About a week later, the son and daughter of the village chief, Uncle Zhang, came back together.

It was Zhang Damao and Zhang Erya who had previously chatted with Lu Chen in the group and said they wanted to come back.

Aunt Zhao, who received the news that her children were coming back early, had been preparing meals a few days ago.

Lu Chen's family also received an invitation from Uncle Zhang to come and have dinner together.

Shen Luyao was a little strange about this.

"When children like this come back after being away from home for a long time, shouldn't they get together at their own home first? Why did Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhao also invite us?"

Lu Chen's answer gave her a better understanding of the simplicity of the mountain village.

"Because in Uncle Zhang's heart, I am half of his son, so we are also his family."

"Since we are all a family, we must be called at family gatherings."

"So that's it." Shen Luyao thought thoughtfully. After dinner, he took Tangbao and Lu Chen to Uncle Zhang's house.

As soon as the three of them arrived nearby, they saw a little boy rolling an iron hoop.

The little boy looked about five or six years old. He was wearing a bright red short-sleeved shirt on his upper body and black shorts on his lower body.

It was rare for the little sugar baby to see his peers, so he let go of Shen Luyao's hand and ran over.

The little guy was wearing a sky-blue princess dress today. Shen Luyao's half-long hair was braided into many little braids and pinned up with colorful hairpins.

The key is that the little sugar baby also wears a beautiful little crown on his head.

She looks like a delicate and beautiful little princess.

After she ran to the little boy, she asked curiously: "What are you playing with? It looks so fun!"

The little boy who was addicted to rolling hoops looked up and found a little princess who was a head shorter than him standing in front of him. His mouth opened slightly in surprise.

What a beautiful little princess.

Is she talking to me?

"Hello little brother, I'm a sugar baby. What's your name?"

The chatty little sugar baby is not only a [-]-why guy, but also a little kid. Seeing the little boy staring at her without saying a word, she even stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

"My, my name is Zhang Sibo." The little boy was stunned for a moment before answering the sugar baby's question.

"Hey, brother Sibo, what are you playing at?" The little sugar baby's attention was actually still on the big, rollable hoop.

"It's an iron hoop. You can roll it around like this." Seeing the little princess in front of him who was obviously very curious about the hoop, kid Zhang Sibo handed the handle of the hoop to the little princess.

"You just grab here and roll forward. It's fun."

"Okay, can I give it a try?" The little sugar baby did not pick it up immediately, but politely confirmed it again.

"Yeah." Little Zhang Sibo nodded vigorously and passed his chubby hand to the little sugar baby.

After getting permission, the little sugar baby grabbed the handle of the hoop and started playing under the guidance of his little brother.

Lu Chen and Shen Luyao looked at each other and smiled when they saw the little guy having fun.

The little sugar baby now has a playmate of the same age.

At this time, a man walked out of Uncle Zhang's yard. He came out to take a look after hearing the movement at the door.

He was also very surprised when he saw the beautifully dressed little princess playing happily with his son at the door.

"What a beautiful little princess."

Lu Chen walked forward and gave the other party a big hug.

"Da Mao, long time no see."

Zhang Qingsheng patted Lu Chen on the shoulder, his face a little tangled.

"Brother Chen, let's talk about it. We are already so old that even children can play soy sauce, so you can stop calling me by my nickname, okay?"

"Okay." Lu Chen nodded first, then frowned in thought, "But I can't remember what your last name is, Damao."

"Zhang Qingsheng!" Zhang Damao's eyebrows were raised.

At this moment, Aunt Zhao's voice came from the yard.

"Da Mao, is Chen Wazi here? You should call someone in quickly! How come we started chatting at the gate of the courtyard?"

Lu Chen also patted Zhang Damao on the shoulder at the right time, "Yes, Damao, are you going to just talk to me at the gate of the hospital?"

Zhang Damao was helpless. He felt that Lu Chen did it on purpose.

Of course Lu Chen did it on purpose.

This feeling of bullying a childhood friend was too long ago.

When they arrived at the courtyard, Erya and Zhang Damao's wife also came out to welcome them.

After a brief introduction, Shen Luyao got together with the two women and began to whisper.

And Lu Chen naturally started chatting with Zhang Damao.

After a sumptuous lunch, Lu Chen and his family stayed at Uncle Zhang's house until the afternoon.

The little sugar baby looked at the iron ring with a sense of reluctance.

Zhang Sibo had a sullen face, but he pretended to be generous and handed the handle of the hoop towards the little sugar baby.

"If you like, I can borrow it for you for a few days."

"Wait, one day, just borrow one day!"

But the little sugar baby waved his hand, "No, thank you! I'll go back and ask dad to make one for me!"

"The toys my dad made are great. I still have a unicycle, a bamboo dragonfly, and a big swan boat he made!"

The way the little sugar baby shakes his head and shows off is so cute.

Lu Chen, who overheard this, couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

And this led to the fact that that night, the child Zhang Sibo pestered his father, Mr. Zhang Damao, asking for a wheelbarrow and a swan boat.

The child's idea is very simple.

He also wants to have what others have. If other people's fathers can do it, his own father should also do it.

This is also painful for Zhang Damao.