Me at two years old, a queen!

Yu'an politely waved her hand in refusal, but Qin Yanzhou simply snatched her away, dragging her off his lap and carrying her away: "Come on! Little sister~, we don't play with bad guys, let's build blocks together!"

An'an ultimately didn't like using her brain, and soon lost interest in building blocks. She wandered back and sat on the sofa, asking, "Huh? Where's the cartoon?"

"Four-Eyes, do you even know what's wrong with other people's cartoons?"

"I don't know! I didn't touch it, and I don't like watching TV!"

Just as Qin Shuo finished his excuse, he saw the little girl grope around in the sofa cushions for a bit, then pull out a new remote control. Her little hands deftly fiddled with it for a few moments, and the pink pigs appeared on the television screen.

Where did you get the remote control?

"Shh! This is from Yu'an's house. He doesn't like watching TV, so this is my remote!"

As An'an spoke, she cautiously moved the remote control to another spot in the sofa cushions and hid it there: "You can't steal other people's remote controls!"

Judging from her posture, Qin Shuo was certain that even the Lu family might not know that the little girl had taken someone else's remote control to their own home.

Thinking about it maliciously, I took a picture and shared it in a family group chat.

After dinner, An'an busied herself helping Aunt Liu clear the table. Aunt Liu, who often went to the city to help with cooking, was used to this.

Whenever An'an bumps into her with chopsticks, she can easily sidestep and take the chopsticks from her hand, then say, "An'an is great!"

Junmin, who was helping out, had no such experience and was bumped into by An'an twice. He was worried that An'an would poke him or drop the bowl on his foot.

"Alright! Here, give it to your aunt! An'an, why don't you go for a walk with Grandpa and the others later, okay? Aunt Liu and I can take care of things here!"

"No~, I need to work and earn money~"

"But you're still so young. How about we let you help with things like clearing the dishes and washing the food when you're a little older?"

An'an reluctantly handed the bowl to Junmin, then went to the cleaning room to get a broom, intending to help sweep the floor. Lu Jing and Ms. Song Yuan came downstairs after changing their clothes and saw...

A little princess wearing a blue tutu and several strings of pearl necklaces around her neck was waving a broom that was much taller than her.

"Little sister? You're dressed so quickly?"

Qin Shuo mentioned a really good hot pot restaurant that afternoon and wanted to take Junmin there. An'an overheard this and wanted to go too, so she insisted on going with him.

Junmin had no choice but to agree, but she was worried that the children's stomachs might be irritated from eating these things outside, since her children rarely had access to such food.

Since they hadn't eaten hot pot before at the old house, Qin Shuo and Jun Min took the kids out to buy ingredients. That evening, they made their own broth at home and everyone enjoyed a hot pot meal.

I had changed my clothes, and the smaller ones were covered in stains. I was thinking of changing before going for a walk.

"Yes, Auntie helped me change it~ Isn't my little dress especially pretty?"

An'an even spun around in circles with a broom for them a few times, and finally ended up dizzy next to Qin Yanzhou: "Huh? Brother? Your hair is wet!"

Junmin saw it too and asked worriedly, "You washed your hair? Why didn't you blow-dry it? You'll catch a cold if you go outside in the wind!"

"It's alright, young man, the wind isn't strong today! Yanzhou, go find a towel to dry yourself off!"

Lu Jing waved his hand dismissively, then said to An'an, who was still engrossed in sweeping, "Wow~, goodness~, you're so good! You can even sweep now!"

"You've learned how to do it, you don't need to sweep! Come on! Give the broom to Grandpa, okay?"

"No, Grandpa! I'm earning money! Daddy said I have to work to earn money! I owe Daddy a lot of money!"

"What's the point of paying back his money! He only has two coins left, and besides, wasn't it you who spent his money?"

"Tell me! How much money did your dad swindle from you? Grandpa's giving it to you! We won't sweep it anymore, okay?"

As Lu Jing spoke, he reached for the broom in the little girl's hand, but An An reacted swiftly and dodged, saying seriously:

"No way! I have money! I've already earned a ton of money, and I'll be able to pay my dad back soon!"

"Our teacher said that you can't just do something halfway through! Otherwise, I'll turn into an ugly long-nosed monster!"

"Alright then! Go sweep over there. It breaks my heart to see you working like this!"

An'an didn't know why her grandfather's heart ached, so she went to her aunt to get him some medicine. Junmin was startled when he heard this, as Lu Jing's health was usually better than that of the younger generation.

He hurriedly grabbed his medicine box and rushed to the tea room. Upon arriving, he realized it was a false alarm and breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at An'an, who was still holding a broom.

"An'an? Give the broom to your aunt! I'll put it away for you, let's go for a walk!"

"No, I need to work and earn money!"

"But your father isn't here, and he doesn't know you did the work!"

"Oh? Oh really~, boohoo~, what should we do then?"

An An turned to look at Lu Jing, but Lu Jing pretended not to see her. He didn't want his adorable granddaughter to be waving a broken broom around all day, and now he gave Jun Min an approving look.

An'an decided to seek help from her clever older brother and Yu'an, so she grabbed a broom and ran to the living room. Seeing her grandmother drying her brother's hair, she squeezed in and started chattering away.

"You can record a video, and then we can send it to your uncle. That way he'll know you swept the floor, and then he'll give you money, and you can earn some!"

Ms. Song Yuan lent her phone to her two children and then stopped getting involved in their affairs. As long as there was no danger, she respected their wishes!

When it was almost time, Lu Jing planned to go to the backyard to find his grandfather and the others who were playing chess, intending to accompany them for a walk. Upon arriving at the living room, he saw his beloved grandson grinning as he swept the floor with a large broom.

His dear grandson was filming her with his phone: "Little sister~, remember to look at the camera, one, two, three! Action!"

"La la la~, I love sweeping, sweeping and sweeping again and again~"

"I swept the floor, it's so clean! Daddy~, someone's sweeping the floor, did you see them? Remember to give them money!"

"Brother? Did you take a picture of someone sweeping the floor?"

"Sorry, little sister~, I didn't get a picture of your head just now, let's try again!"

"Okay~"

An'an looked at the camera with practiced ease, swung the broom around in a wide arc with her little hand, glancing at the camera after each swing. Judging from her skillful performance, it was clear they had filmed many takes.

"Grandpa? Can you move a little further away? You're blocking the person sweeping the floor!"

"Fine! I'll leave, you can sweep slowly!"

"Hey? Aunt Liu? Where's that glutton? I'm taking him for a walk today, so I don't have to stand here watching him. My heart aches terribly! Sigh~"

Even though An'an was mentally prepared, she still felt uneasy when she went to bed that night and wanted to find Lu Junxing. Ms. Song Yuan glanced at the time; it was only a little past 8 o'clock.

Thinking that Lu Junxing, who was supposed to call back to put the child to sleep, hadn't called yet at this hour, she figured he was busy with work, so she coaxed An'an into telling her a story.

"Bang~"

"Who is it?"

Ms. Song Yuan got up to open the door. Normally, family members wouldn't come to Lu Junxing's room, but today An'an was sleeping alone in the old house and didn't want to sleep in her room.

She came to check on things because she was worried, thinking that Lu Jing might have come because he was also concerned about the child. When she opened the door, it was indeed him, but he was carrying blankets and quilts: "What are you doing with those pillows and quilts?"