Xiao Chong looked at Qingyu, who remained silent, and teased her, "Why doesn't the little one call anyone?"
Qingyu glanced at him and then jumped onto Lin Wanwan, not wanting to call anyone, especially this uncle.
Lin Wanwan smiled and hugged her, saying to Xiao Chong, "Cousin, you are not welcome by the children!"
Xiao Chong laughed, "I don't believe that."
As they spoke, he drew out a finely carved wooden sword from beneath the table beside them and placed it in front of Qingyu, asking, "Do you like this wooden sword?"
Qingyu reached out to grab it, but Xiao Chong withdrew his hand again, smiling, "What will you call me?"
Qingyu looked at Xiao Chong, then at Lin Wanwan, who was smiling mischievously at them, and finally stared at the wooden sword and softly called, "Hello, Uncle!"
"Good child, do you like uncle?" Xiao Chong laughed and handed the sword back to Qingyu, though he didn't fully let go.
