Tan Huanhuan looked around and saw her small sack empty, "Ah Zhi, why didn't you catch any?"
In contrast, Shen Chen's small sack already had three animals, one chicken, one duck, and one rabbit.
The autumn air was crisp and cool, but Ye Zhi's little face still got a bit warm, she stammered in reply, "Those, those little animals run so fast, I can't catch up."
In truth, she was actually afraid of these furry little animals, whether it was a cute little puppy or kitten, chicks, or ducklings, no matter how lovable they were, she was always hesitant to touch them. Not many knew about this, but Father Ye, Ye's mother, and Ah Tao did, and they never let her get close to them.
Some time before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Father Ye brought home a little white puppy named "Ah Wang."
