These were the grids that their mother drew for them. He must restore it to its original state.
"I'm also a boy. I want to help!" Rong Han took the initiative to raise her hand and said excitedly.
"Okay, little sister, Xiaohua, wait for us here. We'll play together after we finish drawing." As Dumby spoke, the little hair on his head swayed along with it, and the four little children went to redraw the grids together.
Lingbao pulled Zhou Xiaohua to sit down under a tree stump at the side and watched them draw the grid with a smile. When it turned its head, it saw Zhou Xiaohua's worried expression. "Xiaohua, what's wrong with you?"
Zhou Xiaohua raised her hand to support her chin and said somewhat worriedly, "Well... I was wondering if Aunt Wang would be angry if she found out that Wang Tudou was taken away."
