Mommy, don't be afraid, I'll bring you blind boxes and scam you out of a wealthy family to

The children arrived at a dilapidated little house.

The outside was covered with vines, and a strange wind chime, seemingly made of shells, hung at the door. Next to it stood a wooden sign with a pointed hat painted in colorful paint.

"Whose house is this?"

The children started discussing it animatedly.

"It's run-down, and the living conditions aren't great."

"Are you a hunter?"

"It's a witch!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the door creaked open from the inside.

A person wearing a cloak walked out, the wide brim of the cloak pulled low, and his face covered with a veil, deliberately concealing his true identity.

Li Li circled the person a few times: "Hello! Who are you? Do you live in the forest? Or are you here to participate in the show too?"

Little Thumbtack peered into the room, swallowing hard. "Do you know how to make apple pie? The kind without cinnamon!"

Brady poked his head: "Why do you always think about food?"

Then, with his hands behind his back, he asked the adult, "Are you a guest invited by the program team?"

Wu Shuo looked at the person but didn't say anything.

Wen Li hid behind him, only peeking out with her eyes, looking at him with a hint of timidity but mostly curiosity.

"Welcome to the heart of the forest." The person lowered their voice. "I am the witch who lives here. Since you have trespassed on my territory, you must work for me. Good children will be rewarded."

Her voice caused the little girl to shrink back and grab the older boy's clothes.

Wu Shuo asked, "Are you scared?"

Wen Li nodded honestly.

Wu Shuo breathed a sigh of relief: "Actually, I'm a little bit too."

Wen Li blinked, and suddenly she wasn't as nervous as before.

"Little wolf, you're lying. You don't seem scared at all."

[Little Pear Baby is playing hide-and-seek, isn't she adorable!]

Is this an NPC or a guest? They have such a strong presence.

The little pin asked, "Are there apple pies in the rewards? Banana pies would be fine too!"

Li Li enthusiastically signed up: "Me! Me!"

Brady asked, "What's the mission?"

The witch said, "Last night, I sneezed, and all the stars fell from the sky. Now you need to find them all."

The children, without suspicion, went to search for him.

The woods are filled with hidden, golden stars.

Some were hanging on tree branches, some were hidden in the grass, and some were stuck in the crevices between tree roots.

The boys found several and returned them, earning praise from the witch.

Little Wenli ran around but couldn't find any, and she became a little anxious.

When I can't find my home or my darling, I'm terrified. Now that the stars are lost, do they want to cry too?

She needs to get them home quickly.

Finally, beside a clump of fallen leaves, she saw a star lying quietly.

The little bundle of joy quickly bent down to pick it up, cradled it in his palm, and stumbled back, crying, "Here, here!"

The witch sat under the tree waiting. The little baby ran up to her, offered the gift with both hands, and said carefully, "Auntie, here you go."

The witch placed the star into a glass bottle that had been prepared nearby and said gently, "Thank you, Little Pear... Little Deer."

[Have you noticed? The witch is quite aloof towards the little boys, but her voice softens around the little girls.]

Who could resist picking up such an adorable baby?

[Did I hear that right? Why does she sound a little choked up?]

Even the audience noticed it, and the observant Wenli naturally sensed it as well.

She looked at the witch in confusion, but the witch's face was completely covered, and she couldn't see anything.

The little one had been searching and running around, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

The witch naturally reached out and wiped her hands.

Wen Li tilted her head back and stared blankly at the person in front of her.

That hand, through the sleeve, moved gently.

She had a faint fragrance about her, which triggered a switch deep in my memory.

Where have I seen this aunt before?

However, since their faces were not visible and their voices were deliberately disguised, it was really difficult for a child who was not even four years old.

Why is the baby spacing out?

Which little girl doesn't idolize witches?

[Could this guest be someone Li Bao knows?]

After sending the stars home, the witch brought the children into the house and taught them how to make "potions".

On a long table are glasses, spoons, various brightly colored fruits, and clean flower petals.

Li Li asked expectantly, "After drinking it, will I be able to fly?"

The witch thought for a moment: "Perhaps it will grow wings."

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Little Thumbtack quickly grabbed a blueberry and popped it into his mouth.

— He got caught red-handed.

The witch tapped his chubby little hand with her soft magic wand: "Magic materials, you can't steal them."

Little Thumbtack puffed out his cheeks and mumbled, "Let me try it, see if it's sour..."

Brady looked down at the ingredients on the table: "Does this contain anthocyanins? Aunt Witch, is this how you stay young forever?"

The witch smiled: "I didn't realize you had such a sweet tongue."

After searching for a while, Wu Shuo found a small, pale yellow flower and handed it to Wen Li: "This one is pretty."

Wen Li took it and carefully placed it into her own cup.

The transparent water rippled gently, and the yellow petals slowly spun around.

The children were making their own "magic potions" with a clanging and clattering sound. After they were finished, some were sweet, some were sour, and some were so bitter that they spat them out after taking a sip.

The little milk ball stirred carefully with a spoon, finally satisfied.

But instead of drinking it herself, she took the cup and ran to the witch.

"Auntie!"

The witch bent down: "Is the fawn ready too?"

The little dumpling held the cup high: "Here, have a drink~"

The witch was clearly taken aback.

No one could see her expression through the veil.

She took the cup, but didn't drink it immediately; she just stared blankly.

The little one asked worriedly, "Doesn't it smell good?"

"...No, no." The witch's voice was a little tight, and she quickly regained her composure. "Auntie is just very happy."

She took a bite, then suddenly reached out and gently pulled the little bundle of milk in front of her into her arms.

Wen Li was stunned for a moment. Although she didn't know what was wrong with her aunt, she still treated herself like a miniature body pillow and obediently let herself be hugged.

The witch remembered that this was a filming location, and it was being broadcast live online. She didn't hug for long and quickly let go.

No one could see that the fingers beneath the cloak curled up slightly.

It had been over a year since she last saw her. Her little girl had grown taller and bigger, and even her hair had grown longer.

He doesn't fall when running, and his speech is still clear.

But just like when she was two, three-and-a-half-year-old Wenli always wanted to have her favorite and most cherished things presented to her.

Such a young child, suffering so much hardship and pain.

She still loves this world with such tenderness.

She desperately wanted to tell Wen Li who she was.

But now is not the time.

The witch took a deep breath, composed herself, clapped her hands at the children, and announced the last request for the day.

"I am very, very old, so old that I have forgotten what I look like. So, the final challenge—young apprentices, you must draw me."