The adult-sized Storage Ring was too big, slipping down Su Qingluo's small, delicate fingers.
A sudden flash of inspiration hit Su Qingluo. She picked a few bright colors from Li Xiu'e's thread collection, wove them into a colorful cord, threaded it through the silver ring, and hung it around her neck as a necklace. It was quite unique and looked lovely.
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On the sixth afternoon after leaving Woniu Village, Su Hu and his wife finally returned from the county town.
As Su Qingluo was playing by the riverbank with two pony foals, she saw her parents from a distance and ran joyfully toward them.
"Good girl, did you miss mommy?"
Seeing their daughter, the couple couldn't contain their excitement. Su Hu had just aspired to hold his aromatic soft little girl when Li Xiu'e beat him to it and held her in her arms.
"Yes."
Sweetly smiling, Su Qingluo hugged Li Xiu'e's neck. Her tender and soft little voice made hearts tremble.
"Sister Yu, did you miss daddy?"
