Little Yuzi happily dug out of his pocket and took out a piece of candy: "Tangtang."

In the palm of Little Yuzi's white hand is a fruit candy, orange flavored.

Zhuo Yuanhang smiled: "Children can't eat too much sweets, as they will cause tooth decay."

Little Yuzu stuffed Tangtang into her little pocket like a baby.

"Uncle, will you take you out for a walk?"

"Okay."

Zhuo Yuanhang took Xiaoyouzi to the mountains to see flowers.

There is nothing special about the village, just flowers on the mountains, water in the mountains, fish in the water, and birds in the sky.

But because she was with Zhuo Yuanhang, Xiaoyouzi felt very happy.

An old man in the village saw Zhuo Yuanhang holding the little pomelo and joked: "Mr. Zhuo, you see this little one is very attached to you. Why don't you become someone else's father?"

"I'm not so lucky." Zhuo Yuanhang curled his lips.

However, when Little Yuzi heard someone say "Dad", she immediately became alert and looked left and right: "Where is Daddy."

The old man in the village teased her: "Isn't your father holding you? Call me daddy."

Little Yuzi pursed her lips: "It's uncle."

The old man laughed: "You are so smart, you can still tell the difference clearly."

After hugging her for a while, Xiaoyouzi insisted on walking down by herself, so Zhuo Yuanhang took her hand and walked with her on the flat dirt road.

In the eyes of a child, everything is novel. Even if it is a simple piece of grass, she can see a whole world.

Little Yuzi squatted on the roadside and played in the mud.

Zhuo Yuanhang also squatted down and played with her.

"Ahem." After playing for a while, Zhuo Yuanhang frowned and coughed.

Little Yuzi raised her face: "What's wrong?"

Zhuo Yuanhang chuckled: "It's okay, the wind is too strong. What do you want to build? A snowman? A castle? Or a table?"

"Castle." Little Yuzi has only seen castles in cartoons, and she really likes it.

Zhuo Yuanhang was quite patient. When Little Pomelo wanted to build a castle, he mixed soil with stream water and patiently helped Little Pomelo build a castle.

Little Youzi squatted on the ground, wearing a pair of tiny suspenders. She was very patient. Her two big eyes blinked and stared at Zhuo Yuanhang's hand.

Uncle's hands are beautiful, and so is the castle.

Little Youzi also picked up a piece of mud and kept passing it to Zhuo Yuanhang: "Use this..."

"Okay." Zhuo Yuanhang took the mud from her.

Little Yuzi was so happy that she kept busy moving small clods of soil. She was so busy.

Little Youzi pointed to a door: "Little Youzi lives here."

After saying that, she tilted her head and pointed to another door: "Mom lives here."

She thought again: "Uncle lives here."

After saying that, she clapped her hands happily, as if she was very satisfied with her arrangement.

But after a while, she frowned again: "Dad..."

Where does dad live? All the rooms are full.

She suddenly had an idea and pointed to the big tree in the yard: "Daddy lives in the tree!"

After saying that, she giggled.

Zhuo Yuanhang also smiled. A child's pure smile is easily contagious. Zhuo Yuanhang felt warm in his heart, like the spring breeze blowing, and the desolate heart was covered with spring grass.

Zhuo Yuanhang also built a big yard for her, and his clean hands were covered with mud.

Little Pomelo picked up beautiful stones, leaves, and shrimps on the roadside, and handed them all into Zhuo Yuanhang's hands, treating them like treasures.

Zhuo Yuanhang built a particularly beautiful room for her, and Little Youzi liked it very much.

"Okay, the castle is ready."
Chapter completed!