Zhou Qiao was wiping her daughter's face while the little girl twisted and giggled.
Seeing Daniu come back, Zhou Qiao pushed Little Zaozao towards him without hesitation, "Look at your wonderful daughter, it's so cold, yet she insists on going to the riverside. If you don't let her, she runs away, slips, and gets herself all dirty, like a little rascal."
Daniu laughed heartily and picked up Little Zaozao, "She fell and didn't cry, that's truly my daughter."
Zhou Qiao, "..." Not only did she not cry, she was laughing.
"I don't care anymore, you take her yourself."
Zhou Qiao finished speaking and carried out the water to pour it away, and then returned to the house, leaving the father and daughter to play.
Soon, the door to the house was opened.
Zhou Qiao looked up and saw only Daniu, she asked curiously, "Where is she?"
"Playing with Little Ya'er in her room."
As he spoke, he turned around and bolted the door.
