Hua Qiang shook his head and laughed, silently sighing that he's truly a stubborn child.
The village chief's family doting more on their daughter while neglecting their son was nothing unusual.
But little did they know that Xiaoxiao wasn't genuinely stubborn; he disliked the water Hua Qiang drank, and he thought the water that was taken by force tasted better.
In fact, he had a small water pouch with him, but he just wouldn't drink it. He kept his neck stretched out, waiting for his grandfather to notice him.
Hua Jin, on the other hand, was genuinely thirsty after having walked seven or eight miles. She admired herself for being able to do this much.
Now she's someone who can walk a long way; this stamina was something her previous self couldn't have matched with all her might.
...Although she wasn't bad back then, either.
