Shocking! A three-year-old brings his aloof mother to their door.

Someone muttered under their breath, "Who's the kid...?"

Standing next to Mo Ye, He Wanqing once again became the focus of everyone's attention.

The table next door is playing a game of "big or small".

After the dealer rolls the dice, players bet on either "big" or "small," with payouts of 1 to 1.

Tongtong stopped at the table, looking up at the dealer with her little face: "Boss, how much money can I bet?"

The dealer looked down at the small dough balls and smiled: "Sure, you can bet as much as you want."

Tongtong took out her 100 yuan New Year's money, exchanged it for a handful of change, and squatted down by the table like a little gambler, placing one yuan on the small plate first.

She lost, but without batting an eye, she bet two more. She lost again, so she bet four.

We won this time, we won back four dollars.

Then she started pressing from one piece again.

Mo Ye and He Wanqing stood to the side, initially just watching the fun, but after a while they looked at each other and realized that this little girl was playing with probability.

If you lose one dollar, bet two dollars; if you lose two dollars, bet four dollars; if you win, you get back to one dollar.

She slowly and deliberately spent half an hour like this, and the loose change on the table went from a few dollars to a small pile, winning more than fifty dollars.

The bookmaker also discovered the girl's trick; he couldn't keep playing the same thing indefinitely.

He wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead, cleared his throat, and said in an unnaturally stiff tone, "Little friend, you can't play like that."

Tongtong said matter-of-factly, "Boss, didn't you just say you could bet any amount of money?"

The dealer was taken aback, then waved his hand and said, "Go away, go play somewhere else."

Tongtong turned around and crawled into another table next to her, and started her new strategy.

After two hours, she became completely unavailable; no stall would take her business, and even the owner of the fish, shrimp, and crab table quickly put away his cloth when he saw her approaching.

Mo Ye originally just wanted to bring the little girl to experience the New Year atmosphere, but she unexpectedly figured it out.

He Wanqing squatted down and helped her sort through the loose change one bill at a time: "Tongtong is great." Of course, she wasn't praising Tongtong for making money, but rather for the method she used.

Tongtong chuckled, "I've already calculated this, I basically won't lose!"

Mo Ye squatted down: "You calculated that?"

Tongtong nodded vigorously: "The chapter on probability using mathematics."

Mo Ye thought to himself, "So geniuses really do show their talent from a young age."

Tongtong looked down and counted the thick wad of money in her hand, her little face full of satisfaction: "Not bad~ I earned more than a thousand."

Mo Ye gave a thumbs up: "Tongtong is amazing. When we were little, Dad would lose more than ten yuan every year."

Tongtong scratched her little head, looking a little embarrassed: "No, not really... hehehe."

As the three of them left the shop, there happened to be a cart selling candied hawthorns next to them, with bright red hawthorns coated in a translucent sugar coating.

Mo Ye was about to buy a few skewers when he looked up and saw two familiar figures walking towards him from the opposite side: Pang Siyi and Su Qianyue.

He waved in that direction: "Qianyue, Little Fatty."

Su Qianyue saw them first and quickly pulled Pang Siyi over, exclaiming, "Old Mo! What a coincidence!"

Tongtong saw them too and sweetly called out, "Uncle Fatty, Aunt Qianyue!"

She tilted her head and looked Pang Siyi up and down: "Little Fatty Uncle, why are you so thin? Is Aunt Qianyue not feeding you?"

Su Qianyue almost choked on her own saliva and quickly waved her hand: "I didn't, don't wrong me, he just wanted to lose weight."

Pang Siyi stood to the side, touching his belly which had indeed flattened, and smiled without saying a word.

Tongtong looked down and touched her round little belly, sighed deeply, and her little face was full of worry: Uncle Fatty has lost weight, and she is the only one left with a little belly. Should she control it too?

However, this thought only lasted for three seconds before it was completely defeated by the roasted chicken wings that Su Qianyue handed over.

Tongtong took the chicken wing, a smile spreading across her face. "Forget about dieting, let's eat first."

Su Qianyue asked them what they were doing there, and Mo Ye briefly recounted what had happened that morning.

Su Qianyue laughed out loud after hearing this: "You take her gambling when she's so young?"

Mo Ye: "Who didn't play these games when we were kids? I just wanted her to lose a few dollars to make her feel bad and not touch these things anymore, but I didn't expect her to win more than a thousand dollars."

Su Qianyue gasped, "You won over a thousand? That's outrageous! The three of us lost every year when we were kids... This new brain is really useful!"

Pang Siyi: "But we had new brains when we were kids..."

Su Qianyue glanced at him: "Shut up."

Pang Siyi immediately shut up, emphasizing obedience.

Su Qianyue looked up at He Wanqing: "Your wedding day is coming soon, isn't it?"

He Wanqing nodded, a hint of a smile in her voice: "The sixteenth of the first lunar month."

Su Qianyue's eyes lit up: "So soon? How about I be your bridesmaid?"

He Wanqing smiled and took her hand: "You, Qin Yue, and Wan Ning, the three bridesmaids."

Su Qianyue nodded vigorously: "Okay, I will definitely be there."

Pang Siyi moved closer to Mo Ye: "Old Mo?"

Mo Ye chuckled and patted his shoulder: "You'll definitely have to be my best man."

Pang Siyi then withdrew his gaze with satisfaction.

Tongtong lifted her head from inside the chicken wing, her little mouth still glistening with oil, and said in a clear, bright voice, "Tongtong is a flower girl~"

He Wanqing knelt down and wiped her mouth: "Tongtong is a flower girl."

Mo Ye glanced at the sky: "Shall we go see the iron flower display tonight?"

"This is something we watch every year without fail," Su Qianyue said.

He Wanqing turned her head to look at Mo Ye: "Is there iron flower performance?"

Mo Ye nodded: "It will be very lively then; people from several neighboring villages will come to watch."

Tongtong tilted her little face up and said, "Tongtong wants to see too."

Mo Ye squatted down and looked at her: "It doesn't start until tonight, no rush. Shall we go see a movie?"

Tongtong was the first to raise her hand: "Tongtong wants to watch 'Boonie Bears'!"

Mo Ye glanced at the others, and no one had any objections.

Su Qianyue added, "The three of us go to see Boonie Bears every Lunar New Year's Day, we haven't missed a single one."

Mo Ye nodded: "Then let's go."

The movie theater wasn't big, but it was packed with seats during the afternoon showing on Lunar New Year's Day.

When the opening theme music of "Boonie Bears" started playing, Tongtong excitedly twisted and turned in her seat, her chubby little hands gripping the armrests tightly.

Mo Ye sat next to her, and He Wanqing sat on the other side.

Halfway through the movie, Tongtong suddenly quieted down, leaning against Moye's arm, her little face illuminated by the screen's light.

As the event ended, Mo Ye led Tong Tong out, with Pang Siyi walking beside him, rubbing his eyes.

"It doesn't feel as amazing as before."

Mo Ye nodded: "It's all about sentiment."

Su Qianyue added, "Those old ones like 'New Year' and 'New Year's Goods' were such classics."

Tongtong tilted her little face up and said, "Tongtong thinks it looks so pretty!"