Su Nanzhi wasn't sure if Little Peach was a fool, but from the fact that he gave that piece of Peach Wood with the same aura as his own to the child as a teething toy, one could see this little fellow's mind was somewhat lacking.
"I grew it myself," Little Peach said.
"Grew?" Jiang Beiyu was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered that this child had been drilling into the backyard after school these past few days. At first, he thought Little Peach was avoiding Jiang Zhishu, but who knew he was secretly planting a tree.
In just a few days, he managed to produce such a stick, which seemed to have taken quite a bit of effort behind the scenes. Jiang Beiyu glanced into the backyard and found there really was a new peach tree there.
Jiang Beiyu: "..."
Raising a daughter who depletes peach trees.
When Jiang Zhishu was three years old, she loved pulling hair, especially the unusual white hair of her brother.
