My baby is two and a half years old. Daddy, hurry up and make some milk!

Since successfully befriending a group of children under the big banyan tree at the village entrance last night, Le Bao has firmly established his position among the kids in the village.

These country children are simple and honest. Seeing that she is sweet-talking, generous, and not spoiled or pretentious, they are willing to play with her from the bottom of their hearts.

Overnight, Le Bao went from being a little guest from out of town to becoming the number one playmate that all the children in the village most looked forward to teaming up with.

The next day, right after breakfast, Le Bao wiped his mouth, pushed his bowl and chopsticks onto the table, and without even saying goodbye, his little legs kicked out quickly, and he dashed out of the yard and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Shen Zijin, who was in the living room, watched her sister drive away and was so anxious that she twisted her little body.

He scrambled toward the door, using both his hands and feet, trying to catch up, but his legs were too short and his steps unsteady, and he couldn't catch up even a fraction of an inch no matter how hard he tried.

In the end, it could only stop at the gate of the courtyard, its short legs stomping the ground hard, its grievances bursting forth instantly.

"Hehehe...hehehe, take it!"

Sister, take care of the baby.

He stretched out his signature little crape myrtle hand, grasping at the empty air in the direction where his sister had disappeared. His eyes instantly turned red, and large tears fell down in a steady stream. His little mouth trembled, and he burst into loud sobs.

The little body stood in the wind, looking pitiful, and longingly hoping that her older sister would turn around.

Kelebao is now completely absorbed in the fun new projects, and has no thought whatsoever about his younger brother who is crying and feeling wronged at home. He runs off without hesitation.

After clearing the table, Ranran came out and saw the little boy throwing a tantrum and crying at the door. She sighed helplessly, bent down, scooped him into her arms, and gently patted his back to comfort him.

"Okay, sister will be back soon after she goes out to play. Let's wait for her at home, okay?"

Shen Zijin didn't understand comforting words, she just kept peeking out the door, whimpering and snuggling in her arms, feeling wronged all the time.

On the other side, under the big banyan tree at the village entrance.

Several children had gathered early, all standing on tiptoe to look around, waiting for Le Bao to arrive.

As soon as they saw the round little figure running over, everyone's eyes lit up and they rushed over to surround it.

"Le Bao! You're finally here!"

"We've been waiting for you for so long!"

"Did you eat a good breakfast? You won't have the energy to run if you're tired from playing later!"

"Do your parents really agree to us going to play in the fields?"

The children chattered and chattered excitedly.

Le Bao, panting heavily with his knees on his hands, his face flushed from running, grinned and answered each person obediently.

After saying that, she eagerly moved forward, her eyes full of curiosity as she asked:

"What was that super fun thing you guys were talking about yesterday?"

The little girl leading the group mysteriously raised her chin:

"Today I'm taking you to the harvested rice paddies to catch crayfish, and after that we'll go to the back hill to dig up sweet potatoes!"

Another child immediately chimed in, practically drooling:

"There are so many crayfish in the field! Spicy crayfish, garlic crayfish, and even five-spice crayfish—mmm, just thinking about it makes my mouth water!"

Some children even unconsciously pursed their lips and swallowed, making a hissing sound:

"And roasted sweet potatoes! They were burnt black, but when you broke them open, they were all yellow flesh, so sweet they'd make your teeth ache!"

As the group of children talked, they all automatically swallowed, their eyes sparkling, clearly drooling.

When Le Bao heard that there was both fun and food, he instantly got excited and waved his little hand:

"Let's go! Hurry, hurry! Let's get there right away!"

A large group of children rushed and skipped towards the fields, their small figures darting about quickly.

The harvested rice paddies are bare, with only short stubble remaining. Shallow puddles dot the edges of the paddies, and tiny, moist, and deep holes are hidden in the mud, providing perfect hiding places for crayfish.

The village children are skilled through practice; they squat by the field and move with incredible dexterity.

The little girl with pigtails spotted a hole, reached in without a word, and with a quick twist of her wrist, she pulled out a mini crayfish with a splash of mud and water. The crayfish was now waving its tiny pincers wildly.

"Look! I caught it!"

The other children also got to work, each one accurately digging holes and finding the perfect spot with every touch, bringing the mini crayfish ashore one after another with super high efficiency.

Le Bao squatted down beside him, stunned, his round eyes wide open, his mind filled with wild amazement.

She had only ever seen Australian lobsters before; this was the first time she had ever seen such a miniature version in the fields.

"I didn't know lobsters came in small sizes! How cute!"

Le Bao was completely intrigued and immediately squatted down, imitating his friends, and carefully selected the entrance to the hole.

She specifically chose the kind of holes that were moist and bubbling with tiny water droplets. Leaning slightly forward, holding her breath, she carefully probed her chubby, fair hands into the mud hole.

The cool, soft mud enveloped my palms, a sensation that was incredibly novel.

She gently touched the hole with her fingertips, afraid to move lest she scare away the little creature inside.

The child next to me kindly reminded me:

"When Le Bao touches the hard shell, pinch it and pull gently; it won't pinch!"

Le Bao obediently followed instructions and continued exploring with her fingertips.

Two seconds later, my fingertip touched a hard, bumpy shell!

I touched it!

Le Bao was overjoyed and instantly became energetic. He tightened his grip with his five fingers and pulled hard with his wrist!

With a splash of water, she successfully pulled out a mini crayfish, which thrashed about in the air with its tiny pincers outstretched.

"I caught one! I caught a lobster too!"

Le Bao bounced around on the spot, holding his spoils, his eyes crinkling with laughter, his face full of a sense of accomplishment.

After her first success, she became completely addicted.

After that, they couldn't stop. They squatted on the edge of the field and worked hard, searching for holes, reaching out, feeling around, and pulling. The more they practiced, the more skilled they became.

Her hands were covered in yellow mud, and her cheeks were smeared with mud, but she didn't care at all. The more she picked at it, the more engrossed she became, with only the endless stream of crayfish in her eyes.

The other kids had caught enough and sat down by the field to rest and wipe their sweat, but Le Bao was still full of energy, searching for new holes everywhere, determined to fill a bucket.

Just then, her gaze fell upon a large hole in the far corner of the field.

This hole is wide and deep, twice the size of a typical lobster hole, and it definitely looks like it's hiding a big one!

Le Bao's eyes lit up, and he was certain: It must be a giant lobster!

Without hesitation, she reached her entire arm inside and groped as far as she could.

Instead of the expected hard shell, my fingertips touched a long, cool, slippery, and soft object.

Le Bao was stunned for a moment, thinking it was the long whiskers of a lobster. Not only was he not afraid, but he became even more excited. He clenched his fist tightly and pulled it outwards fiercely!

Swish-!

She dragged the small, bluish-green young snake out of the hole, its body twisting slightly in the air.

This snake is slender, non-venomous, harmless, and very docile.

But when the children resting nearby saw it, they all exploded instantly!

"A snake!! It's a snake!!"

"My God! Throw it away!"

"You scared me to death, Le Bao! Run!"

A group of country children who had just been boldly digging for shrimp turned pale instantly, scrambling back and huddling together in fear, screaming and not daring to look at them for long.

The whole place was in complete chaos, with chickens flying and dogs running amok.

Le Bao, however, remained unusually calm.

Not only was she not afraid, but she was also incredibly curious. She held the little snake by the tail with one hand, letting it wriggle gently in the air.

She tilted her head, looking left and right, and even reached out her free hand to gently poke the snake's body.

Soft!

She picked up the little snake again and slowly swung it around, finding it increasingly amusing as she watched it sway from side to side.

Le Bao even boldly placed the little snake in his palm, opened his hand and let it gently swim around, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"Why are you running away? It's so small, it's not scary at all."

"It's so soft, it feels so good to touch!"

She even deliberately turned it over and over to play with it, sometimes lifting its tail, sometimes placing it in her palm, and sometimes gently putting it on her arm to test its texture. Her movements were skillful and bold, leaving all the children in the audience dumbfounded.

Seeing his friends backing away in fear, Le Bao suddenly had a brilliant mischievous idea pop into his head.

uncle!

Last time, a small leech scared him so much he collapsed in the paddy field. If we brought this little snake back to show him...

Le Bao became increasingly amused and played with the snake even more enthusiastically, gently shaking it:

"This is so much fun! I'm taking it home! Especially for my uncle! He'll absolutely love it!"