Xiao Tangtang was sitting in the courtyard, eating cherries and playing with water. Seeing so many kids, she got so excited and ran over immediately.
All were from the same village, and the kids often played together, knowing each other well.
"Brother Bei Bei, are you coming to my house for dinner too?"
The little one's face was full of enthusiasm; she enjoyed being with other children.
Hearing this, Bei Bei glanced at Widow Wu's face and nodded seriously.
"My mother brought me here."
Bei Bei's father had died early, and being fatherless, Bei Bei was somewhat introverted and sensitive, speaking in a soft voice.
Because of his personality, he only had one or two playmates.
Xiao Tangtang was one of them.
After speaking, Bei Bei's eyes drifted towards the half-red, half-black cherry in Xiao Tangtang's hand.
The fruit smelled so sweet and seemed delicious.
He licked his lips and looked at Xiao Tangtang cautiously, "What's this?"
