"ACHOO!"
At the entrance to Jinhua Village, after seeing off the villagers from Xiaqiao Village who had come to express their gratitude, Zhao Yuan suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose and muttered in confusion, 'Strange, why would I suddenly sneeze out of nowhere? Is someone talking bad about me behind my back?'
"Brother, you're not catching a cold, are you?" Zhao Ling asked with concern.
"No way." Zhao Yuan shook his head. He was in peak physical condition; there was no way he could catch a cold so easily. 'Besides, if I were really getting sick, wouldn't I have noticed?'
Zhao Yuan didn't dwell on it. He called to Zhao Ling, "Come on, let's go back."
"Okay," Zhao Ling replied, trotting happily behind Zhao Yuan. As she walked, she said, "Brother, you're so amazing!" Her voice was filled with admiration.
Zhao Yuan laughed and replied, "Haha, of course! I'm your big brother, how could I not be amazing?"
Chatting and laughing, the two of them quickly arrived back home.
