Me at two years old, a queen!

Before Lu Junxing and Wang Jinbao could carry the peaches back, Wang Jinbao's cousin came over with several workers: "Don't move, don't move. You can't carry them, I'll carry some down."

Looking at their half-full baskets, he called to the workers, "Pick some more. Let's pick a little bit. These are from our own orchards, better than those that have been treated for pests outside. They won't make you sick!"

Before Lu Junxing could even offer any polite words, Wang Jinbao readily accepted with a smile: "Alright! I'll take them all with me, and I can share some with the employees. There are a lot of people at the Lu family's place, so pick as many as you can!"

Upon hearing this, An'an sweetly greeted each of the uncles, saying, "Awesome! Thank you, uncles!"

"The peaches you grow are absolutely delicious!"

Wang Jinbao called his two children to prepare to go down the mountain. Going up the mountain was easy, but going down was difficult. They went ahead first. He looked at An'an's clever look, then at the brat still holding a peach and munching on it, and became more and more annoyed.

Without holding back, she slapped him on the head:

"All you ever think about is eating! Did your mouth not develop language skills? Did you inherit too little of that from your mother?"

Zhuangzhuang, still confused, asked with a piece of peach in his mouth, "Huh? What's wrong?"

Looking at Zhuangzhuang, who was a bit more troublesome and clumsy than himself, Lu Junxing felt much better. On the way back, he was much more patient with An'an, carrying her all the way home.

"Dad, can you carry one in each hand?"

An'an was carried in Lu Junxing's hands, her shoes still clean, without a speck of mud on them. Zhuangzhuang, on the other hand, was small and frail; separated from his loving uncle, he...

Wang Jinbao was already panting heavily from walking, so he couldn't take care of An'an at all. An'an had been wailing and complaining to Wang Jinbao the whole way, and she covered her ears and looked at Lu Junxing:

"Can you?"

Even Zhuangzhuang and his father looked at Lu Junxing. Lu Junxing looked at Zhuangzhuang's chubby body, his hand trembled slightly, but he didn't say anything. He just picked up the fat boy Zhuangzhuang and carried him down the path when they encountered a difficult section.

As they continued on this journey, Lu Junxing noticed that his troublesome little devil's weight seemed to be just right, so he didn't bother with An'an at night anymore.

An'an stood at the door of the bungalow, looking at the hand pump. She had to stand on tiptoe and reach out to get the handle, then she had to lean her whole body over it, and the water would flow down.

An'an curiously took the task from an older woman; it was the first time she had ever seen a hand pump well.

Lu Junxing, Wang Jinbao, Zhuangzhuang, and the others were squatting by the pool in front of her, using the water An'an had pumped out to scrape off the yellow mud from the soles of her feet and brush her shoes.

An'an frowned, watching their movements. She jumped up, pulled down the handle with both hands, and pressed her stomach against it. As the handle sank, water slowly flowed out.

After several rounds, An'an was so tired that she lost interest in this "new toy." She hung listlessly on the handle, watching them urge her on:

"Are you done yet? I can't do it anymore! I feel like my poop is about to be squeezed out!"

"Do you want to see what other people's poop looks like?"

"..."

Lu Junxing took a shoe brush and carefully cleaned the stains off the shoes. Although there was a spare brush in the car, Lu Junxing, who was always used to cleanliness, felt that once he started, he had to clean it to the extreme before he was satisfied.

Upon hearing this, he nearly dropped the brush in his hand. He looked up at her round belly, paused for two seconds, and then, holding his breath, reminded her, "You... be more refined!"

"Okay then, you won't be able to see my poop~"

Zhuangzhuang: "Do you want to see my poop? My dad always says that I'm a boy and shouldn't be too demure, so I can let other people see my poop! Do you want to see it? I haven't pooped today!"

"Really? Zhuangzhuang~ But I've already pooped, so I can't show you. But my dad still has poop, so I can show you my dad's poop."

Zhuangzhuang: "Okay! You can see my dad's too. My dad hasn't pooped either, but I don't really feel like pooping right now! I'll call you when I do poop!"

Wang Jinbao watched the two kids chatting and laughed until his stomach hurt. However, seeing Lu Junxing's murderous glare, Wang Jinbao didn't want his brat to die because of his foul mouth.

He quickly snatched the messy shoes from his hands and slapped his buttocks:

"Get lost! Who wants to see your poop? Go away! How can you even wear your shoes after washing them like this?"

Zhuangzhuang, clutching his bottom, ran barefoot into the house and found a pair of slippers that belonged to someone else. He also brought An'an a pair of women's red crystal openwork slippers.

"An'an? Do you want to wear slippers?"

An'an looked at the slippers and thought they were quite pretty, but she didn't really like other people's shoes. She hesitated, scratching her head. Before she could reply, Lu Junxing said:

"No need, her shoes are still wearable, and they're not dirty!"

An'an glanced at the crystal slippers and thought they looked a bit like the shoes a princess would wear. Knowing she couldn't just ask for things in public, she tugged at Lu Junxing's sleeve, making him squat down.

I quietly asked him, "Dad, can I take these shoes home?"

Looking at the old shoes that had been worn by who knows who, Lu Junxing couldn't accept that they were in his house, especially since they were rather ugly.

Before Lu Junxing could ask her why she had taken a liking to these shoes that had been worn by someone else,

Then I saw an old lady finish her work and come over barefoot. She rinsed her feet in the sink, turned around and saw Zhuangzhuang carrying her slippers. She smiled and said:

"Oh my gosh~, where did this chubby baby come from? He looks so blessed, and he's so well-behaved, even handing me his shoes! He's much better behaved than my grandson!"

"Grandma's grandson isn't home, and she didn't bring any candy with her. Otherwise, I would have given you a couple to sweeten your mouth!"

Zhuangzhuang was stunned by the praise, grinning widely, and happily placed the shoes he was holding at the old lady's feet. As expected, Zhuangzhuang received more praise from the old lady.

An'an watched as the old woman put on those shoes, one foot at a time, picked up a tattered cloth bag containing a lunchbox, and left.

An'an pouted, grabbing Lu Junxing's pants with one hand, ruining his once crisp and stylish trousers until they were all wrinkled and crumpled.

Lu Junxing tried to pry her hands off twice, but couldn't get his pants out of her grasp, so he just let it be.

She followed Lu Junxing wherever he went, even after Wang Jinbao's cousin and some workers returned carrying plums and peaches, remaining awkwardly silent.