Jiang Zhihan didn't want to listen to the old man's nagging anymore, so he took advantage of the fact that an elder was talking to the old man and quickly distanced himself.
Just as he was about to find a place to sit down, a little boy ran over and hugged his leg.
"Yiyi, let go quickly!"
The voice from not far away was clearly panicked.
Jiang Zhihan looked down at the little boy, who wasn't even as tall as his legs and asked coldly, "Who are you?"
The child raised his head and stared at him for a long time before replying,"Yiyi, my name is Yiyi, little uncle... Umm... Happy New Year, Little Uncle."
The child's voice was clear and melodious. He was quite polite and very likable.
Before Jiang Zhihan could ask which family he was from, a woman with heavy makeup walked up to him and tried to pick him up.
"Yiyi, be good. Come with Mommy, okay?"
The child pushed her twice and grabbed Jiang Zhihan's clothes tightly with one hand.
