Listening to the rising murmur of voices in the courtyard, Su Changshun hooked the corner of his mouth into an amused smile. "Wife, you rest first. The rest of the cooking is up to Zhuzi and me. I'm going outside to hand out the candy and let the whole courtyard know our good news!" Li Xiaomei nodded with a smile and went back to organizing the cabinet.
Stuffing his pockets full of sweet ammunition, Su Changshun pushed open the door and instantly caught sight of the scene right outside Yan Bugui's doorway.
Yan Bugui was sitting on a small wooden stool with his tin teacup resting by his feet. Behind his spectacle lenses, his gaze looked aimlessly wandering, yet it was actually sweeping precisely across the courtyard. Right at his feet, his four-year-old youngest daughter, Yan Jiedi, was stuck up in the air with her little bottom poking out, intently counting moving ants on the ground with a small twig while muttering under her breath, "One... two..."
Chapter 45