The twelve-year-old Bingbing had grown into a sturdy country boy. Hearing his father's question, Bingbing shivered all over, his teeth chattering as he pointed at Luo Baobao: "She... she kicked me down..."

Luo Tiejiang and Zuo Junmo happened to arrive just in time and heard this.

"Baby, what's going on here? Bingbing and Jingling are both wet. Bingbing said you pushed him into the water, what happened?" Luò Tiějiàng asked anxiously.

"It was I who pushed him, but there's a reason for it," Luo Baobei declared loudly, her eyes not wavering at all.

Zhou Sheng's face turned very ugly.

The blacksmith was also caught in the middle, looking quite uncomfortable.

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Left Junmo glanced at the two children who had fallen into the water, then looked behind them at the fish pond, and said: “The most urgent thing is to take the children home to change their clothes and warm up. Let’s talk about other things later.”

Zhou Sheng picked up his troops and turned to leave. As he left, he glared at Luo Baby.

Here, Zuo Junmo also came to Jingling's side, "Did you fight with someone again?"

Jingling looked up at the tall man in front of him. The boy's lips were pressed into a straight line, trembling with the cold all over his body, but he gritted his teeth and refused to make a sound.

“Uncle Zu, you misunderstood Jingling. He didn't fight, he...”

Left Junmo raised his hand to stop Luo Bao's words, "Let him speak for himself. What use is a mouth if it doesn't talk!"

Luo Baobei was anxious, "Jingling, hurry up and say it!"

Jingling's dark eyes fixed on Zuo Junmo, filled with anger.

Left Junmo suddenly felt a sense of frustration.

“The child is cold, Jun Mo, let’s take the child home first!” Lu Tiejiang hurried over and took off his own coat to put it over Jingling.

Jingling flung his outer robe aside and ran.

“Stop!”

Zuo Junmo roared from behind.

Jingling's steps came to a halt, she froze in place, her small hand clenched into a fist but she didn't turn around.

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“Come back and pick up your clothes!” Zuo Junmo pointed at the clothes on the ground and commanded in a deep voice.

Jingling turned her head, her crimson eyes glared at Zuo Junmo for a moment, then she ran away like the wind.

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“Jingling, wait for me!” Luo Baobei shouted and chased after him.

The blacksmith patted Luo Tiejin on the shoulder: "Don't be too harsh on the child. We haven't figured out what happened yet, don't scare him."

Luo Tiejiang picked up the clothes on the ground and followed after Jingling. Here, Zuo Junmo looked up at the small figure that was sprinting ahead. With his speed and martial arts skills, he could easily catch up, grab the little thing, and give him a good beating.

But he didn't chase after her. A massive wave of disappointment and frustration washed over him, leaving him unable to move!

The Luo family.

In a flurry of activity, Luo Tiejiang started a charcoal brazier inside the house. Tuo Ba Xian fetched a set of clothes that Chen'er had worn when he was seven or eight years old and put them on Jingling.

Wang Cuilian went to make some red sesame ginger water and brought it into the room, coaxing Jingling along with Sun Shi.

Jingling sat wrapped in Chen'er’s clothes, her gaze fixed on the ginger water in Sun Shi’s hand, but she didn't open her mouth to drink.

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No matter how much Sun and Wang Cuilian talked, he refused to respond.

Sun and Wang Cuilian were helpless. They weren't afraid of their children being noisy, but they were afraid that their children wouldn't listen to them, because that would be really difficult to handle.

Luó Bǎobǎo reached out to take the bowl from Granny Sun's hand: "Grandma, Grandma, let me try."

Sun Shi had no choice but to give the bowl to Luo Bao. Luo Bao sat by the bed and smiled sweetly at Jing Ling: "I know Jing Ling is innocent. Jing Ling is the best child in the world. Come, listen to your sister, obediently drink this ginger water, or you won't be able to play with your sister if you get sick."

Jingling really opened his mouth.

At the side, Sun and Wang Cuilian let out a sigh of relief. The two women looked at each other, both praising with their eyes; after all, Luo Baobei still had a way.

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When Zuo Junmo arrived at the door of Jingling's house, what he saw was Jingling sitting on the bed, Luo Baobei sitting beside the bed, feeding and drinking each other. The scene was warm and loving.

...to the point that Zuo Junmo didn't even have the courage to step in, as if the moment he did, this beautiful painting would be shattered.

He quietly retreated back to the parlor and waited patiently.

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After a while, Luo Baobei came to the main hall.

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“Jingling is asleep now.” Luo Baobei said.

Left Jun Mo nodded, "You've worked hard."

Luò Bǎobǎo frowned, “Uncle Zuo, may I speak frankly? You’re too harsh on Jǐnglíng.”

Left Jun Mo looked at Luo Bao Bao.

“He needs to be disciplined and toughened up, that’s the only way he can become a capable person.” Left Junmo explained in a deep voice.

Luo Babao said: "The reason is right, my father is very strict with me too, but it depends on which aspect."

“If I slacked off on my training, my father would definitely scold me, and I wouldn't have anything to say. But my father trusts me. You grown-ups always just know how to scold your own children for making mistakes and being unreasonable. You don't trust your own children. In this regard, I think my father is more suitable to be Jingling's father than Uncle Zuo, because no matter what trouble I get into, my father always stands by me. Even if it really was my fault, my father would first patiently listen to me explain the ins and outs of the situation before deciding if I was wrong!”

But Uncle Zu, you didn't. Today, right here by the fish pond, in front of all of us, you asked Jingling if he had caused trouble again. That's not good!

Luo Baobei blurted out so many words in one breath, not only did Zuo Junmo be stunned, but also Tuo Ba Xian and Luo Tiejiang's wife Sun Shi beside them were all shocked.

In the elders' memories, Luo Baby was always that lively, quick-witted, playful and mischievous little girl.

He is a naughty child.

Even though she often spoke, it was always in a cute and coquettish manner, never as seriously and with so many words as today. And every word she said sounded so reasonable that they, as elders, couldn't find fault with anything she said!

“Hey, what the baby said makes sense!”

Luo Tiejiang was the first to react, his eyes crinkling with delight.

Tuyuhun was also full of satisfaction, suddenly feeling that his granddaughter had grown up overnight.

While Sun was full of emotions, her granddaughter's way of speaking just now was so similar to Qing'er!

Counting the years, it was about this time that Qing'er also had a similar experience. When she was a year older than the baby, she suddenly recovered from her illness and became capable of handling everything inside and out. She spoke and acted without hesitation, setting up a separate household for the third room and taking charge as the head of the family.

This child, this baby, might be even more capable than her mother in every aspect in the future!

Mrs. Sun was secretly thrilled and proud, but she said, "Baby, your left uncle is an elder, the father of Jingling, he naturally has his way of teaching Jingling. Even if he's a bit harsh on Jingling, he truly loves him. Don't talk about your left uncle like that."

Hearing what Mrs. Sun said and seeing that Zuo Junmo looked somewhat dejected, Luo Baobei lightly bit her lip. Did she say those things just now too harshly and hurt Uncle Zuo's self-esteem?

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