Bai Xiaolang pursed his lips.
It had been two years since their little sister was sold.
In two years' time, children grow up fast.
Their appearances are bound to change.
Bai Xiaolang shook his head. "She looks a little similar, but she's definitely not our sister."
Bai Xiao Zhu looked at him, confused.
Bai Xiaolang's mouth twitched. "I know you miss our sister, but the person in front of us is a little butterfly. Our sister is a little lizard, remember?"
The light in Bai Xiao Zhu's eyes slowly dimmed. "Oh, right. How could I forget..."
Wen Dabao watched them with a beaming smile. "You still haven't answered my question. What are you looking for?"
Bai Xiao Zhu looked at her, still feeling a sense of familiarity, and took two steps closer. "We're looking for the pudding our mom made."
Upon hearing this, a smile bloomed on Wen Dabao's childish face. "Is that so? You two look like you're pretty good at fighting. Want to have a go with me?"
