At half past seven, when Madam Liu brought the brats home, Old man Wang was making a new bamboo fence with his sons.
"Father! Grandfather! Uncle, Third Uncle!" Ah Yu saw them from afar and shouted happily.
When they heard the sound, they looked up and smiled when they saw Little Ah Yu.
Their daughter was still the best. She even greeted them when she returned home. Those brats never greet anyone when they come home.
Madam Feng and Madam Ma were cleaning up in the house. When they heard the commotion outside, they smiled.
As expected, the addition of a girl at home was different. Everyone was much happier.
Wang Wulang could not hold it in anymore. As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he shouted excitedly, "We caught pheasants! There are three of them!"
As he spoke, Liu Shi had already put down the basket. Her basket was not too big, and she could barely fit three pheasants in it. On the surface were the wild vegetables she had dug.
