Wen Wuyu still ran over. Chen Shi pretended to pull down his pants, scaring her into hurriedly covering her face, turning around, then secretly turning back to peek through her fingers, finding Chen Shi hadn't actually pulled them down, but had taken the chance to slip away, so she continued to chase.
"Brother Chen Shi!" Her voice was clear and crisp.
Wen Wuyu followed him like a shadow, admiring him greatly. Chen Shi, unable to shake her off, allowed her to stay by his side.
Many people came to the county town, but what Chen Shi remembered most from that time were Wen Wuyu, Zhang You, and a few other playmates.
Zhang You was about the same age as him, very talkative, always talking to himself, incessantly, regardless of whether others were listening.
And then there was Zhuang Wu Jiu, who always pretended to be profound.
As for the young master, he was older than them, already twelve, and more mature.
Following by his side was Ren Xiao, his foster father.
