Red Leaf Valley Market.
The streets were sparsely populated with pedestrians, hardly bustling with activity.
Lu Changsheng carried his daughter Lu Qingzhu while strolling through the market with his wife, Lu Miaoge.
"Little Bamboo, do you like this?"
Lu Miaoge, her hair piled up high, her features delicate and gentle, held up a small toy to ask her daughter.
"Oh."
Lu Qingzhu gave it a few glances before responding.
"It seems you don't like it."
Lu Changsheng, observing his daughter's reaction, said with a smile.
The little girl was already two years old.
She was as cute as a button, extremely adorable.
It's just that she had a somewhat simple and straightforward personality.
She was not fussy or noisy, quiet, and well-behaved.
Even when Lu Changsheng pinched her lightly for no reason, she would just look up at him, her father, with a wronged expression.
She was entirely different from the mischievous and active Lu Qingshan.
