"The backyard is where Master lives, could it be..."
Zhou Xuan's thoughts had just begun to form when suddenly a voice came from behind him.
"Old Third, you're crying at the wrong direction of the grave."
Zhou Xuan heard the voice of the Big Child, and turned his head along with the Third Child, but saw nothing.
"Big Child, where are you?"
"Old Third, how about I show you a magic trick, want to see?" The Big Child's bright voice came from the Ancestor Tree.
"Go ahead and show me." For a moment, the Third Child forgot he was here for mourning, not for fun.
"Watch closely, one, two, three... flower!" The Big Child even started a countdown.
After a rustling sound of leaves, the face of the Big Child emerged from within a few willow leaves.
The surrounding willow leaves set off the Big Child's cute chubby face, making him really look like a sun facing "sunflower."
"Big Child, how did you end up like this?"
