Five years old.
Anyway, whenever the elders asked something, Da Bao and Xiao Bao answered honestly.
Encouraged by the elders, they even wrote a birthday blessing.
Da Bao was a bit older, more composed.
Xiao Bao was more lively.
Originally, Yun Xiaoxiao had them practice calligraphy to cultivate their patience.
Now, it seemed they did have some talent.
Especially Da Bao.
"Not bad, not bad."
Such young kids, to be able to write such good calligraphy, not bad, not bad.
Even better than his own grandsons.
Listening to them praising her children, Yun Xiaoxiao felt a joy that surpassed being praised herself.
Seeing it was getting late, everybody left Elder Wu's place and headed to a nearby restaurant.
Since Da Bao and Xiao Bao were now considered Elder Wu's apprentices, they could sit at the same table as him.
Though Elder Wu had many friends, Yun Xiaoxiao declined and sat at the next table.
Wu Xiaoyue also sat at their table, openly staring at Yun Xiaoxiao and her group.
