Originally, An Ziqi was feeling a bit reluctant to leave, but her mood was instantly disrupted as the courtyard became bustling with activity.
The next day, An Ziqi finished sorting the things in the house, took some of the sun-dried radishes with her, and gave the remaining ones, along with the little chicks in the yard, to Grandpa Sun and Grandma next door.
Xiao Qian'ai teared up as she looked at her litter of little white rabbits, pitifully raising her head to look at An Ziqi.
An Ziqi, feeling helpless, extended a finger, "You can only take one."
The little one turned her head to look at Xiao Moli, "Please."
An Ziqi glared at him, and Xiao Moli helplessly rubbed the little one's head.
"Be good, Qian'ai, listen to Mommy."
Xiao Moli always spoiled her the most, so when the little one saw that even Xiao Moli wasn't going to help her take the little rabbit, she knew she had no hope.
