My baby is two and a half years old. Daddy, hurry up and make some milk!

Today, each family's task is to help the villagers accomplish something.

The family that Lu Chenyue and Le Bao were assigned to happened to be the same old woman who had given Le Bao pears the day before.

There's a very old pear tree in front of the old lady's house. The pears I gave Le Bao yesterday were picked from that tree.

The old pear tree branches were laden with fruit, clusters of golden pears standing side by side, their skins translucent, their fragrance filling the air.

The old woman is too old to climb trees or go to the market, so even if naughty children come to pick the fruit secretly, she doesn't stop them.

It's better to have someone eat it than to let it rot on the ground.

When Lu Chenyue brought Le Bao to his mother-in-law's house, his mother-in-law was feeding the chickens.

"Grandma, Grandma, the baby's here."

She Niu never knew what it meant to be a stranger. Even if they had only met once, she could greet people warmly and naturally.

A three-year-old girl, wearing loose-fitting pajamas and with her hair all frizzy like a feather duster, trotted in with her mismatched shoes.

It wasn't that Lu Chenyue didn't want to clean her up; it was just that when he was combing the little fat boy's hair, he accidentally pulled on her and hurt her. The little fat boy refused to let her father clean her up anymore, and without even changing out of her pajamas, she put on her shoes and ran away.

"The little girl is here."

The old woman put down the rice husks she was feeding the chickens, clapped her hands, went into the house, and handed a handful of soft candies to Le Bao.

The chubby boy's eyes lit up when he saw the candy. He was about to reach out and take it when his father stopped him.

"This is Grandma's candy, you can't take it."

He could tell that the old woman was living in poverty, and that she probably couldn't bear to eat the gummy candies herself.

"It's alright, it's alright. I'm too old to eat anymore, give it to the little girl."

Le Bao held her mother-in-law's hand tightly, but she still glanced at her father with a keen eye.

"Say thank you to your mother-in-law."

Lu Chenyue nodded, not wanting to refuse the old man's kindness.

"Thank you, Grandma."

The chubby girl happily accepted the candy, but before she could put it back in her pocket, her father confiscated it.

"Dad is keeping this for you. You can only eat one a day."

If you give her all of it, she can finish making it in no time.

Do you still want Xiaomi's teeth?

"You bad guy, I don't like your food."

The chubby boy was furious when he saw the only candy left in his hand.

However, the difference in strength was too great, and she could not defeat her father.

Lu Chenyue was too lazy to coax her and explained his purpose to the old woman.

"There's not much chores to do at my house. You guys can just relax here with your old lady. I'll kill a chicken for you at noon and you'll have a big chicken leg."

Elderly people always have an inexplicable fondness for cubs, let alone an elderly person living alone who encounters a soft and adorable baby.

"I see you have a lot of pears on your tree, haven't you considered picking some to sell?"

Especially since a lot of it has already fallen to the ground.

"The old woman is too old to climb trees, so people in the village who want to eat them can come and pick them."

"That's perfect! Shall we pick these pears from the tree for you and sell them today?"

Without further ado, Lu Chenyue found a ladder and a basket and started picking the fruit from the top of the tree.

Our little King Le Bao, due to his height, can only pick fruit from the fallen branches.

She stood on tiptoe, stretching out her short arms, struggling to reach the pears on the tree. The little girl stood under the tree, jumping up and down, like a little grasshopper trying hard to hop but unable to reach the fruit.

She spotted a large one, gathered her strength, stood on tiptoe, and pulled hard.

The pear fell, and she couldn't control her momentum. Her center of gravity shifted backward, and she landed on her bottom with a "thud," lying on her backside, looking utterly pathetic.

Lu Chenyue had just finished picking a basket and was about to put it down when he looked down and saw this scene.

He couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Le Bao instantly lost his composure, pretending to be dead on the spot, saying, "You can't see me, you can't see me, my face is ruined!"

Lu Chenyue's smile didn't fade as he reached out and scooped her up.

"Daddy, don't laugh!"

The chubby girl tried to cover her father's mouth, but her father dodged her.

Just kidding, you can't put a handprint on his mouth after you just covered it with your own.

Since his fall, Le Bao seems to have found a new career path: eating pears.

Her father was diligently picking the fruit from the tree, while she was diligently munching on it below; they were cooperating very harmoniously.

In less than an hour, the large baskets of pears were finally full, each one golden, plump, juicy, fresh with morning dew, and fragrant.

Lu Chenyue borrowed a car from the production crew and took Li Zi and Le Bao to the town's market.

The market was bustling with activity, lined with stalls, and filled with a dazzling array of fruits and vegetables.

Lu Chenyue chose an excellent spot and neatly arranged the pears. Their high appearance and good quality made them stand out from the other stalls at a glance.

But after he put it down, he sat down on the spot, neither shouting nor asking about the prices next to him.

He can't bring himself to do those kinds of promotional work.

He's undeniably handsome, but also undeniably useless.

Passersby only looked at the handsome guy and not the pears, glancing at them twice before walking away. For ten minutes, not a single person inquired about the price.

Le Bao, who was sitting on a small stool nearby, was hungry again. Her eyes were completely drawn to the huge, top-quality pear in the basket.

The pears, larger than her small face, were golden and translucent, and looked so sweet they warmed her heart.

After a busy and tiring morning, her little craving was completely aroused. She hugged the big pear with both hands, not even bothering to wipe it, and took a big bite.

"Snap!"

With a crisp cracking sound, the juice burst out instantly, and the sweet pear juice flowed down her lips and chin, soaking her small neck.

Le Bao's eyes lit up, and he squinted his little face and started munching away, his cheeks bulging, looking completely absorbed and satisfied.

The snow-white, soft, and glutinous little dumplings are burying their heads in a giant yellow pear and devouring it, their juices dripping, their sweetness irresistible, and their cuteness is simply irresistible.

The passersby at the market were instantly captivated by her.

The once deserted stall was suddenly surrounded by a crowd.

"My goodness, this little girl is so well-behaved! She's eating so heartily!"

"It must be incredibly sweet to eat like this! Give me three pounds!"

"These pears look so juicy! Little girl, can you help Auntie tell me which one is the sweetest?"

A crowd surged forward instantly, inquiring about prices, bagging, and weighing in an endless stream.

Fortunately, Lu Chenyue remained calm enough to barely handle the situation.

Le Bao, who was engrossed in eating a pear, was suddenly surrounded by a group of people. With a pear in his mouth, he blinked his big, bewildered eyes, looking completely dazed.

What's going on? Why is everyone gathered around her?

So she's that popular? I'm a little embarrassed.

The little guy grinned and gave everyone a cute smile, captivating countless aunties and grandmas.

Customers surrounded the adorable Le Bao, praising her endlessly. They bought pears while watching her eat them, and also got to see the handsome guy. The more they watched, the more interesting it became. Many people who originally only wanted to buy two pounds ended up buying a whole bag.

With the Le Bao brand as a living advertisement, their pears sold exceptionally fast.

In just over half an hour, several large baskets full of pears were completely sold out.

After the last customer left with the pears, the stall was completely empty.

Sunlight streamed down, the ground still smelled of pears, and I collected a thick wad of change.

The father and daughter, bathed in sunlight, returned home with a bountiful harvest to report their success.