Teacher Beibei pointed to himself, "And me, am I your comrade?"
Little Taotie looked at him, a hesitant expression appearing on her small face.
Teacher Beibei chuckled, "What? You still don't trust me?"
Little Taotie glanced at the blooming flower above his head, her Little Dimple set in, "I do trust you!"
"Then am I considered a comrade?"
"I don't think you are a comrade."
Teacher Beibei raised an eyebrow, "Not a comrade?"
Little Taotie tilted her head, her childish voice soft and tender, "You're the General."
Teacher Beibei was taken aback.
Little Taotie's tender voice was soft and sweet, "Teacher Beibei is amazing, you're the General, and I'm your little soldier."
The little girl raised her small fist, "I will be amazing too, just as amazing as Teacher Beibei, and find the treasure!"
Teacher Beibei looked at her chubby little fist and laughed gently, his eyes filled with affection, "Even if you are the General and the little soldier, it's still camaraderie."
