Shocking! A three-year-old brings his aloof mother to their door.

"Grandma, Tongtong's full!" Tongtong answered loudly, holding up the rabbit in her hand. "I'm here to play with my brother!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Mo Yunqi rushed out of the inner room like a gust of wind, his face beaming with obvious joy: "Tongtong!"

"Brother, look!" Tongtong proudly presented him with the knitted little rabbit.

Mo Yunqi took it, looked at it carefully, and praised earnestly, "It's very well made, the rabbit is very cute."

He silently added in his mind: But not even one ten-thousandth as cute as you, little sister.

He naturally took Tongtong's little hand, which wasn't holding the sword: "Come on, brother will take you to our secret base. Lots of your friends are there!"

He led her to a relatively quiet open space at the east end of the village, with a few old banyan trees and stone piers.

Sure enough, five or six children of similar age had gathered there, playing hide-and-seek and laughing.

When the children saw Mo Yunqi leading a lovely little girl in a pretty dress, they all curiously gathered around.

"Yunqi, who's this? Is he/she a relative of yours? So cute!"

"Wow, she looks like a doll!"

"Little sister, what's your name?"

Amidst the cacophony of questions, Mo Yunqi puffed out his chest, a proud look on his face, and loudly announced:

"This is my little sister, Tongtong! Isn't she super, super cute?"

The children immediately joined in the commotion, greeting them warmly:

"Little Tongtong!"

"Hello, little sister!"

Surrounded by a group of children who were clearly a little taller than her, calling her "little sister," Tongtong's little bandit thoughts started to resurface.

She pouted slightly, lowered her head sullenly, twisted the hem of her clothes with her fingers, and muttered softly:

"...Tongtong wants to be the older sister, not the younger sister."

Although the sound was soft, Mo Yunqi, who was nearby, and a boy named Chen Shu next to him heard it, but they didn't hear it very clearly.

Chen Shu was a chubby-cheeked boy, at the age where he was completely powerless against cute things. Seeing Tongtong pouting slightly,

With her long eyelashes, I felt my heart melt, and without thinking, I reached out to pinch her soft-looking little face.

Before his hand could even touch it, Mo Yunqi slapped it away without any politeness.

Mo Yunqi's face instantly hardened, like a leopard protecting its cubs:

"Chen Shu! Are you looking for death?! You dared to touch my sister's face without even washing your hands!"

Chen Shu awkwardly withdrew his hand, rubbed the back of his hand, and muttered softly, "I...I couldn't help it...it's too cute..."

"Don't let this happen again!" Mo Yunqi snorted, giving him a warning glare before quickly squatting down to look Tongtong in the eye, his tone becoming incredibly gentle.

"Tongtong, what's wrong? Why are you unhappy? Did they disturb you?" He automatically attributed the cause to them.

Tongtong lowered her head, her little hand unconsciously waving the small sword, her voice still muffled:

"Tongtong...Tongtong wants to be the older sister, not the younger sister."

She looked up at Mo Yunqi with her big, wet eyes, which were filled with longing and a little bit of grievance.

Mo Yunqi was stunned for a moment.

Children of their age are usually not very willing to play with those much younger than themselves, thinking that little kids are prone to crying, troublesome, and need to be given preferential treatment. He doesn't have any children younger than Tongtong around him.

But Tongtong is different; she's his sister, and he sees her as perfect no matter how you look at her.

He quickly thought of ways to cheer his younger sister up, and whispered, "Is it okay if other people call you 'older sister'?"

Tongtong nodded her little head.

Mo Yunqi saw Tongtong nod, then stood up again, cleared his throat, and announced to the group of onlookers in a serious tone, almost like a boss:

"Listen! From now on, when you see my sister, you must call her 'older sister'!"

"Huh?" The children exclaimed in surprise.

Chen Shu was the first to shout, "Yun Qi, are you crazy? She's clearly younger than all of us!"

"Exactly, why should I call her 'older sister'?"

Mo Yunqi was prepared and offered a tempting reward: "Whoever calls me 'sister,' I'll treat them to an ice cream!"

The air fell silent for a moment.

For these rural children, the allure of ice cream is immense.

Normally, we only ask them to bow down and call us "brother" or "sister" if they win a fight or have some special relationship with us.

But with ice cream...that's a different story.

Chen Shu's eyes lit up first. Almost without hesitation, he turned to Tongtong, grinned, and said in a loud, slightly ingratiating voice, "Sister!"

Tongtong was stunned by the sudden call of "sister".

She blinked her big eyes, looking at Chen Shu, then at her brother Mo Yunqi, as if trying to confirm something.

Immediately, a strange, novel, and slightly swelling sense of pride welled up from the bottom of my heart like bubbles.

So... just one ice cream can make someone call you "sister"?

She suddenly realized that her brother's method was... incredibly amazing!

Her journey as the eldest sister seemed to have found a brand new path, and a small, irrepressible smile curved her lips, her sullenness long since vanished.

So this is what it feels like to be an older sister...!

Seeing how quickly Chen Shu had betrayed them, the other children immediately rushed to surround him:

"elder sister!"

"Sister Tongtong!"

"Hello, sister!"

For a moment, the voices of older sisters rose and fell.

Surrounded by people, Tongtong's little face broke into a big, bright smile, her eyes curving into crescents.

She nodded vigorously, mimicking an adult, and replied in a still-childish voice, "Yes! Hello!"

Looking at his sister's brightened smile, Mo Yunqi mentally calculated how many ice creams he would have to buy on credit from the convenience store later... Hmm, it's worth it for his sister!

......

A few minutes later, at the entrance of the convenience store.

Tongtong stood among a group of children, her hands behind her back, imitating He Wanqing's manner of going to work. Her little chest was puffed out high, and her voice was clear and bright:

"Everything's available! Help yourselves to whatever you'd like to eat!"

His nouveau riche attitude, as if he were treating everyone today, amused Niu Qiang behind the counter.

The children cheered and rushed to the freezer, each choosing their favorite ice cream.

Mo Yunqi touched his empty pocket, where the three coins he had left jingled.

He was about to bite the bullet and ask Grandpa Niu for credit when he saw Tongtong deftly lift the hem of her skirt and pull out a brand new hundred-yuan bill.

That bright red color was like a fortune to the children.

"Grandpa Niu, here you go!" Tongtong stood on tiptoe and handed over the money.

She took two more of the classic purple giant ice cream cones for herself, turned around and stuffed one into Mo Yunqi's hand, "Brother, you have one too."

Holding the icy ice cream cone, Mo Yunqi watched his sister share it, and his heart felt like it was overflowing with something.

He secretly vowed: I must make lots and lots of money in the future, buy the biggest ice cream factory, and let my sister eat whatever she wants!

The silly boy didn't know how to express himself, and could only manage to stammer, "Thank you, little sister."

Tongtong had already licked her ice cream, and upon hearing this, she waved her chubby little hand and said matter-of-factly, "You're welcome! We're family!"

.......