Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter
Chapter 443 - 441: Xuan’er Combs Sister’s Hair_1

Chapter 443: Chapter 441: Xuan’er Combs Sister’s Hair_1

“Ah woo.”

Baoya affectionately rubbed against his wrist, constantly looking out the window with his small eyes.

“I’ll take you outside to pee.”

Little Prince instantly understood and carried Baoya out of the small courtyard, running toward the beach.

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“Splash, splash.”

As dawn broke, waves rolled, and the sky and sea merged. The sun slowly rose from the horizon, casting a magnificent glow.

“Wow, it’s so beautiful!”

Little Prince’s big, bright eyes gazed at the slowly rising sun, not wanting to blink.

“Ah woo.”

Baoya barked in response, wriggling out of his arm and strolling on the soft sand, occasionally lifting his short legs to leave his mark on broken stones and clamshells.

“Splash, splash.”

The restless sea surged upon the shore, and a wave washed over him, sending him tumbling through the sand.

“Baoya!”

Little Prince’s heart trembled in fright as he quickly ran over and picked him up.

“Ah woo.”

Baoya trembled in fear, shivering and snuggling into the prince’s arms, his wet fur drenching him.

“The wind near the sea is strong, and the waves come fast. It’s many times more dangerous than Weishui River.”

Lin Qingluo’s teasing laughter came with the wind, and she appeared before the two of them in the blink of an eye.

“Watch Baoya closely and don’t let him run off. If the sea washes him away, his tiny body will become fish food.”

“Ah woo.”

Seeing the teasing in his master’s eyes, Baoya aggrievedly twitched his nose and burrowed deeper into Little Prince’s arms.

“Sister, the sun is so beautiful. Can we go out to sea on a boat?”

Little Prince patted Baoya to comfort him, his big eyes sparkling with cunning.

“In the past, you could. But now…”

Lin Qingluo surveyed the desolate beach with a heavy heart: “The pirates burned all the fishing boats, so there are no new boats for fishing in the sea for a while.”

“Pirates are so hateful!”

Little Prince pouted and complained, recalling the topic from last night.

“Sister, can’t we catch them all?”

“Uh.”

Lin Qingluo couldn’t help but laugh: “Sister hasn’t had time to think about it. Let’s go back to the courtyard for breakfast.”

“Sister, please think about it quickly.”

Little Prince obediently reached out his little hand, holding onto his sister’s hand as they walked back.

“Mm-hmm, alright.”

Lin Qingluo smiled, leading the Little Prince back to the courtyard under the morning sun.

Entering the courtyard, Wang Meng and Shitou were already awake, rubbing their sore shoulders and rolling up their bedding. They washed their faces with water from the well.

The old woman and her family had also risen early, with the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law busying themselves in the kitchen preparing breakfast.

Seeing that the family was not well-off, Lin Qingluo wanted to help them and took out some grains from the Storage Ring, carrying them into the kitchen.

“Brother Meng, come and knead the dough for the steamed buns.”

She soon peeked her head out of the kitchen, grinning as she called for Wang Meng.

“Okay, I’m coming.”

Wang Meng scooped up well water to wash his face, sloppily wiping it with his hands, not bothering to dry himself properly before hurrying over.

He was strong and often helped at home kneading dough and steaming buns, working efficiently.

How could the old woman and her daughter-in-law have their benefactors do their work for them? They tried to resist and push Wang Meng out of the kitchen, but failed miserably.

“Sister, Xuan’er will comb your hair.”

As Lin Qingluo cheerfully left the kitchen, Little Prince approached her with a little comb and placed a small stool by the well. He helped her sit down and earnestly combed her hair.

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