Fujujiao was about to open her mouth, but the little boy said very seriously: "Don't eat it. You haven't stopped talking since you got out of the car. If you eat too much, you'll get indigestion."

Fu Jiujiu smiled. She wasn't really hungry anyway. She had come to the temple fair full of anticipation, wanting to see the grandeur of ancient times, but it was much like a modern rural market.

If she were really a little girl, it might be novel. But she's an adult, and those games hold no appeal for her.

"You're being tricked, you're being tricked! Whatever you put in, you get back double. Five coins for two, ten coins for five, one steamed bun for the price! You won't lose money, and you won't be cheated."

Fu Jiujiu hadn't even taken a good look when Tang Xian pulled her over. The stall owner, seeing that it was two children, quickly started to persuade them.

"Needless to say, we're in." Tang Xian felt the boss was being too talkative and raised his hand to silence him.

It's great, the kind of boss who likes this even more.

"Boss, how many things do you have here?" Fu Jiujiao asked.

"Oh my, that's a lot. Don't worry, little girl, you can just put it on."

"Really?" Fu Jiujiu raised an eyebrow and turned back to Tang Xian, beckoning him with her hand.

Tang Xian frowned slightly, it was obvious she wasn't very willing, but she still lowered her head.

The stall owner saw two pretty kids whispering to each other and chuckled, "That's right, talk it over with your big brother and see which one you want."

Tang Xian listened to the little dumpling's words and took a deep breath, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Fuju nodded, today she would give the small stall owner a lesson. Children make choices, adults naturally have it all.

Fu-chou-chou counted, there were about forty kinds of things on the stall. So she just bought fifty buns.

The little girl was generous, and the stall owner was secretly rejoicing when she saw the little dumpling tossing a circle woven from branches outside.

"A good start, she caught him with a sweet trick. The little girl is quite clever."

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"Wow, nice one, hit again, keep going."

At first, the boss could still laugh it off, but as the little dumpling's attacks became more and more accurate, he started to cry.

Is this a circle-jerk?

Is this a publicity stunt?

Although it's tough, I can bear it. All that stuff ahead is worthless anyway. Just give it to her. I can still earn more myself.

Fujujiao shook her hand and aimed at the baby in the second row.

The stall owner's excitement from before was gone, "Oh no, not again."

"Got it."

"I got it!"

Seeing that the second row had already been claimed by the little girl, the boss comforted himself. The baby was just so small, the first two rows were close, and the things in the third row were big and far away from her, it wouldn't be so easy to get.

However, he was quickly proven wrong.

The little dumpling is a hundred percent successful, and has already started working on the last row.

Anything here, even random things, would be more expensive than what she spent on the ring.

"Alright, alright, little girl. Here's your money back. Go play over there."

The vendor chased people away angrily.

Tang Xian saw the little dumpling playing happily, and was suddenly interrupted. He frowned slightly, "Even children know to accept victory or defeat, don't you understand that at your age?"

"Ahem... you guys can't ruin the show, either."

Fujuju puffed up her chest and blinked her big eyes, neither angry nor annoyed, "So here you only allow misses but not hits?"

"I..."

The vendor was speechless. He hadn't expected the little ball of fluff to be so sharp-tongued.

The surrounding guests were watching with great interest and also joined in saying that the boss was unfair to the two children.

"Well, I'm going to close up shop." The boss said this as if he were being stubborn and was about to pack things away.

"No." Tang Xian said coldly, he looked down at the circle in the little milk baby's hand, "We still have seven."

"Yeah, you're being too much. People still have a circle to play in, why not let them play?"

The stall owner wasn't afraid of just the two kids, but with so many adults chiming in, he didn't dare to cause too much trouble.

Finally, gritting his teeth, he watched as the items laid out on the stall were taken by the little child.

Looking at the empty lot before him, he was on the verge of tears. How could he have forgotten to check the calendar this morning?

These are not two cute little kids, they are clearly two troublemakers!

Fujujiao bought gifts for her family with the least amount of money, and the stall owner wasn't innocent either. He always played tricks when people were trying to toss rings, deliberately scaring them, so he deserved a lesson.

However, Fu Jiujiu alone couldn't accomplish these things. In her past life, she was always accurate with her shots. But now, in this small body, without the help of the young boy's internal energy, she wasn't as precise.

"Meng Jie, this is for you." Fu Jiujiao took out a hairpin from inside. She felt it suited Meng Yan's temperament very well.

Meng Yan was surprised to hear about Xiaonaituanzi's hundred percent success rate, but she didn't expect that the little milk dumpling who had reaped so much would still remember her.

She was utterly surprised, "Me too?"

Of course, everyone has a share.

"This is Fourth Brother's abacus, Sixth Brother's calligraphy brush, the inkstone... Eighth Brother's, Tienfu's..."

Fujujio sorted everything out so that it would suit everyone, even Linwei got a sword tassel.

"Hey, kiddo, where's mine?" Lu Yinxue noticed that everyone else had one, but she didn't.

Fu Jiujiu didn't want to give it to her, it's just that these things are very cheap, and she couldn't find anything suitable for a young lady's status.

She opened the package. “Pick whatever you want,” she said.

Lu Yin Xue glanced at them, finding them all distasteful, but since everyone else had them, she wanted some too. She turned her head and saw Fu Liujing holding two things in his hand.

"Why is everyone the same? He has two, but no, I think this inkstone is nice, give it to me."

Fu Jiu Jiu thought, "Are you the one who needs an inkstone?"

"Fu Liujing, this thing isn't worth much money. You wouldn't be so stingy, would you?"

Fu Liujin smiled. No matter how much it cost, anything his younger sister gave him was priceless.

However, if we don't give it to her, Miss Lu will definitely cause a scene and make everyone feel bad.

Lu Yinxue didn't refuse. She took it herself and then smiled at the boy, "Thank you."

Fu Bajin couldn't stand it any longer. He just didn't like this Ms. Lu, she was willful and unreasonable, not cute at all. "Ms. Lu, that belongs to my little sister, you should thank my little sister if you want to say thank you."

Lu Yinxue rolled her eyes. "What's it to you?"

"Whoever I got it from, I thank them." She said again, "I just thank Fu Liu Jin. Is that alright?"

Fu Sijin looked at this group of noisy children and lowered his head to glance at the gentle girl beside him.

Mengyan felt the heat in his gaze and shyly lowered her head.

We played and watched the festivities, so we're getting ready to drive home.

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First published on the Traditional Chinese Novel Network