"Gu An, Gu Ning."
Lin Wan Yi called out.
"Come over and take a look, what is this?"
Gu Ning in the cradle was the first to react.
She babbled, waving her chubby little hands in the air, her bright, wide eyes firmly attracted by the vivid colors she had never seen before.
On the other side.
Gu An, who had been engrossed in twisting wires into complex shapes, stopped his actions.
He tossed aside his treasured wire.
This was something that never would have happened before.
He turned his head.
When he saw the painting on the wall, he froze entirely.
He stood up, took his short little legs, and quickly walked to the wall.
Then, he just tilted his head, motionlessly staring at it.
In his eyes, like black grapes, was the reflection of the round little sheep hanging with a bell.
Lin Wan Yi laughed.
Looks like it worked well.
Her genius son was finally interested in something other than dismantling the house.
"Knock knock knock."
Just then, the courtyard door was knocked on.
