Everyone whipped out their scorching hot phones, snapping photos endlessly!
"Big White!"
Qiaoqiao was already jumping and cheering as he ran towards the riverbank.
The two geese swung their butts around, and beneath the seemingly smooth and slow water's surface, their paddling feet almost sparked as they finally caught up with Qiaoqiao's welcome.
A large group of ducks behind them also got excited, honking along with the geese, creating a noisy and clamorous scene.
Good thing we are here, because if we were close to home, who could withstand such a commotion?
The elders attentively watched the group of ducks, hesitating at this moment: "I heard they need to be raised for three years before they're good for making old duck soup?"
"That's right," Wu Lan whispered back, "Brother, don't worry. Though it's not yet three years, the soup will still be delicious. In a few days, you'll be able to try it."
