Xia Ruqing quickly washed up, dressed, and came out of the inner room.
Little Bun had already woken up. He had even run a large loop outside with Yellow Bean.
His little nose was frozen bright red.
Seeing the mud on his shoes, Xia Ruqing laughed and said, "Did you run off to the back garden again?"
Little Bun earnestly nodded his head.
"Mother! Yellow Bean is so amazing; he dug a big hole in the back garden, and inside there are lots of..."
"Lots of..."
Towards the end, Little Bun didn't know what words to use to describe it.
"That..."
"Lots!"
Xia Ruqing couldn't help but smile in exasperation. "Lots of what? You've been talking for so long!"
Little Bun, his voice tinged with urgency, pulled her over to take a look.
Xia Ruqing accompanied her son to the back garden.
Indeed, where vegetables had once been planted, there was now a large hole. Inside, many peanuts, walnuts, beans, and various other dried fruits were buried, some already sprouting.
