Finally, with Zhao Gushen's help, the banner was completely pulled out.
The little one held the banner and trudged over to Xiao Ruofeng.
The banner was too long for the little one, and he was struggling to carry it.
Even when he crumpled it into a ball, it almost reached his full height.
Part of the banner dragged on the ground.
"Uncle Xiao," Xiao Mo called crisply, handing one end of the banner to Xiao Ruofeng, "remember to lift it up later."
Xiao Ruofeng quickly took it; he couldn't ignore the little master's command.
Then, Xiao Mo hugged the remaining part and walked over to Chi Jingsi.
Because Chi Jingsi was sitting at the other end.
"Grandma," Xiao Mo called crisply again.
Earlier, it wasn't too noticeable.
But now with Zhao Gushen here too.
The contrast between the big and the small looked so similar.
Being called that by the little one, Chi Jingsi's heart immediately melted.
