Little Lantian said, "Mama, I want to paint."
Chi Zaozao frowned at her, "But, we didn't bring any painting tools?"
Little Lantian quickly replied, "We did. When we were shopping at the supermarket, I saw Dad bought me a paintbrush and a drawing board."
Chi Zaozao was a little surprised, "How did I not know that?"
Little Lantian smiled, "Hehe, by the time you know, Dad won't be my dad anymore. Mama, wait for me, I'll go back and get the drawing board."
Before Chi Zaozao could respond, Little Lantian turned around and ran back.
Seeing her run off, Chi Zaozao shouted, "Do you know the way back?"
"I know, Mama, just wait for me there, I'll be right back."
In a moment, Chi Zaozao could no longer see Little Lantian's figure.
Thinking, from here to the cabin isn't far; she should remember the way back.
She held Little Jinyang sitting by the pavilion, waiting for her daughter to return.
