The manor was filled with golden maple trees, creating a dazzling sight at first glance.
Xiaobao ran from one end to the other, occasionally circling around the maple trees.
Uncle Li watched him play with a benevolent expression.
After a while, Xiaobao lowered his head and concentrated on stepping on the fragmented sunlight on the ground, playing joyfully.
Suddenly, a pair of shiny leather shoes appeared in front of him.
His gaze traveled upward, straining to look up, and finally saw the other person's face.
"Uncle?" Xiaobao exclaimed in surprise.
Pei Yuanchen saw that he had finally noticed him, smiled, walked forward, and picked him up, "You've grown taller."
"Uncle, you've finally come back. I haven't seen you for a long time. Mom said you went home to acknowledge your family," Xiaobao said, pitifully asking, "So... are you still my uncle?"
"Of course, I'll always be your uncle." Pei Yuanchen patted his head.
