"Daddy!"
"Mr. Jiang!"
The familiar, clear call sounded like the chirping of a lively little bird, filled with the vitality of a young girl.
Jiang Shouzhong, who had been immersed in the profound and serene spirit of Confucianism, came back to his senses and noticed that students were gradually coming out of the school gate, among them was Zhang Yunwu's daughter, Zhang Yue'er.
The little girl was waving vigorously at him and Zhang Yunwu, her small face brimming with smiles.
The young miss sprinted into Zhang Yunwu's arms.
More precisely, she sprinted into the arms of Zhang, who was holding delicious food.
"Little lass, be careful or the bugs will eat your teeth away," Jiang Shouzhong said affectionately as he pinched Zhang Yue'er's chubby cheeks, which carried the distinctive baby fat of a girl her age, very cute.
"It's okay, I can grow new teeth anyway."
The little girl who thought her teeth would keep growing wasn't afraid at all.
