In the blink of an eye.
Six years had passed!
This day.
In a courtyard in Qingshan Town, a gentle voice tinged with helplessness rang out.
"Ping'an, get down here!"
"If your father sees you, he'll definitely whip you today!"
A graceful, gentle-looking woman gazed at the lush, sprawling locust tree in the courtyard, helplessness surfacing in her eyes.
Just then...
A rustling suddenly came from the leafy locust tree.
Very soon.
A little head with a tigerish, boyish look poked out from the green-dappled canopy. Seeing the beautiful woman below, the child shook his head hard.
"I'm not coming down!"
Then, as though he had thought of something, the boy's jet-black eyes rolled around, full of impish cunning.
"Unless you let me go out and play. Then I'll come down."
At that.
The beautiful woman in the courtyard said irritably, "Fine!"
"Then go out and play!
"But when your father comes back and finds that you haven't finished your homework, don't blame your mother for not stopping him when he takes a cane to you!"
The moment those words left her mouth.
The little boy's expression abruptly changed, as if he had recalled something terrifying.
Immediately after.
The little boy sprang down, jumping from the ten-foot-high tree and bounding straight into the woman's arms.
"Mother, you're the best!"
As he spoke!
The little boy raised his head to look at her. His clear black-and-white eyes sparkled as he coaxed, "You definitely can't bear to let Father punish Ping'an, right?"
The beautiful woman smiled without quite smiling.
"So now you know to curry favor with your mother!"
"No!" The boy burrowed into her arms and whined coquettishly, "Ping'an listens to Mother best!"
"Really?"
The beautiful woman stroked her tigerish little son in her arms and asked with a smile.
With