Seeing the bowing child, Yan Xiaobao could immediately see the child's thoughts. He knew that no matter what he said, it wouldn't make the child believe him. Instead, he mocked the child's hair, which surprised Lao and made him rise again.
Yan Xiaobao's face showed an expression of care. "It's past your bedtime, so hurry and go to sleep. Tomorrow you have another busy day." Thinking for a while, Yan Xiaobao looked at the two children. "You've been working hard. I'm going to town tomorrow, would you like to come with me? You must be bored staying in the mansion."
Hearing this invitation, Lao's eyes were suddenly filled with excitement, but it soon faded, and he shook his head. "We're happy here, as long as we're hungry, we have food. We have warm beds to sleep in, and we're well educated. We don't need to go to town."
