Yuan Shanchuan frowned and reviewed it twice. Then, he was very sure that he had indeed seen these beads before.
"Uncle, beads, give them to me." Little Song Le saw him returning, but he kept his head down looking at his little beads and wouldn't return them, making him a bit anxious. He tiptoed to tug at his sleeve.
Yuan Shanchuan regained his composure, squatted down, and handed the beads to him, then smiled and asked, "Lele, where did you get these beads?"
Little Song Le hurriedly put the beads back into his pouch. He clearly hadn't forgotten to prepare a gift for Zaozao.
Thus, once he placed the precious beads back, he immediately began rummaging through the pouch.
However, upon hearing Yuan Shanchuan's words, his actions paused. He lifted his head, blinked at him, and suddenly turned and ran away.
"Hey..." Yuan Shanchuan was taken by surprise and didn't have time to grab him, watching helplessly as he dashed straight into the living room.
