"I also have a car with eight wheels," Yangyang said casually, waving his hand, then turned to Lele, "Brother, I brought one for you too. When we go back, I'll show it to you."
"Huh? When did you bring the little car too?" Yang Chuxia wondered. She hadn't seen it in the little guy's belongings when they packed.
"Hehe, you didn't know, did you? I secretly hid it in a hidden compartment of the carriage. I brought four of them with me. All the new ones Grandmother made, I took them all, haha." Yangyang was quite proud talking about it, covering his mouth with his little hand and giggling. He didn't care for the cars with four wheels; he had plenty of those at home.
"Why did you bring so many with you?" Yang Chuxia was exasperated, this rascal kid, didn't he know those were meant to be sold in the shop?
