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On the other side, An Jiuyue held a small bamboo basket, and the three little kids each carried a tiny bamboo basket, heading into the mountains to pick wild berries.
Qian Jiyun was worried about Jiuyue going alone with the three children, so he went along as well. As for the swing, there was plenty of time to make it later, so he wasn't in a rush.
"Mom, this way, there are a lot of wild berries here, and many have ripened to red."
An Yixing and his brother led the way in front while occasionally turning back to guide their mom and dad. Accompanying them was the little baby, Qian Yinuo.
"Keep going forward, don't keep looking back, be careful not to trip. Mom and Dad will follow you."
An Jiuyue watched the little fellows keep looking back, and it made her a bit nervous.
Walking like this, they might trip over the mountain rocks, wild grass, or something. She had to be fully alert to take care of them.
"Okay, Mom."
The one who responded was the little baby, Qian Yinuo.
