Zhou Yu drove the donkey cart over and pulled all the beetroots home.
It was unloaded into the courtyard and piled into a small mountain.
The wolf cub was chasing the duck in the courtyard. When it saw the beetroots on the ground, it rushed over, picked up one, and ran.
"Little wolf, you can't eat that~ spit it out."
Seeing this, Zhou Xiaoyu shouted and chased after it with her short legs.
The wolf cub thought that Zhou Xiaoyu was playing with it, so it ran even more happily.
The wolf and the child started chasing each other in the courtyard.
Zhou Yu tied up the donkey cart. He was still a little worried and so he asked, "Li'er, are you confident in your method of making sugar?"
Zhou Xiaoli felt that no matter how much she said, they would only be convinced when she made the sugar.
Hence, she said, "I'll make some right now."