"Of course." Little Nezha nodded, then reached into the storage bag, took out a gyro and said to the children: "Dang, dang! This is the toy I invented."

After hearing Nezha's words, the children stopped eating and looked at the top in the little Nezha's hand. Seeing that all the children were looking at him, a proud expression appeared on their faces.

"Brother Nezha, how do you play this thing?" A child asked Nezha.

"Hehe, I'll play for you." When Haotian finished making it, Xiao Nezha had already asked about how to play.

Little Nezha put the gyro on the ground and then whipped it with a whip. The gyro immediately turned. After the gyro started to turn, under the precise control of Little Nezha, various tricks began to show.

The children in the dilapidated house all showed admiration after seeing the performance of Little Nezha. After seeing the admiration of the children, the performance became even more exciting.

After performing for a while, he stopped and said to several children: "You guys finish eating quickly, I will teach you how to play with the top after eating."

The children heard the little Nezha's words and had a quick meal speed, except for a child who was about the same age as the little Nezha.

Little Nezha was waiting for the children to have dinner. The child, who was about the same age as Little Nezha, had already finished his portion while other children were watching Little Nezha performing. The child walked up to Little Nezha and asked, "Nezha, have you asked me for your master?"

"Ah, Dalang, I'm sorry, I forgot." Little Nezha was a little afraid to look at this child.

Little Nezha was actually not forgot, but he was very confused. If he helped the child ask Haotian, then Haotian would definitely come here, and all his bragging in front would be exposed, and then he would definitely be looked down upon by these children.

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry anyway. Just remember to ask me tomorrow." The child saw that the little Nezha was lying, but he did not expose it, but comforted the little Nezha.

"Yeah!" Little Nezha felt even more ashamed when he heard the little boy's words.

Just when Little Nezha was embarrassed, a four or five-year-old child looked at Little Nezha with anticipation and asked, "Brother Nezha, I've finished eating, you can teach me the top."

"I'll teach you now." Little Nezha said quickly after hearing the child's words.

Little Nezha took the five or six-year-old child out of the broken house and walked towards a clearing in front of the woods next to him. Seeing Little Nezha out, Haotian was afraid that he would find it, so he jumped out of the house and hid on a tree next to the house.

Haotian followed the little Nezha's gaze and came to the open space. He found that there were many toys he made for Nezha on the open space, such as scooters, seesaws, swings, Trojans and four-wheeled bicycles made by Haotian asked Yaochi to make.

When Haotian saw these toys, combined with the words of Little Nezha in the temple just now, he could roughly guess why Little Nezha always pestered him to make toys, but he dared to tell him why.

When Little Nezha was flying kites, he accidentally met these children. When he showed off the kites to the children, he brags that he made them himself, so he kept pestering Haotian to make toys, but he didn't dare to tell Haotian why.

After Haotian figured out the reason why Little Nezha was always running out, he was about to leave, and the children in the broken house just finished their meal and ran towards Little Nezha, except for the child as old as Little Nezha.

The child did not run over there, but stood at the door of the broken house and quietly watched the little Nezha playing with the children. Haotian, who was about to leave, accidentally caught a glimpse of the child's eyes and frowned immediately. He felt that the child's eyes looked at the little Nezha and the others, but rather the eyes of a father looking at his own children.

Haotian, who was about to leave, stopped and continued to hide from the tree after seeing the child's eyes. However, this time his attention was not on the little Nezha, but on the child.

"Brother Nezha, you are so amazing, you can make any toys." A child looked at Nezha with admiration.

"Brother Nezha is even better than brother." A child riding a four-wheeled bicycle also agreed.

"Brother Nezha..."

Other children also praised Nezha for coming out in a verbal way.

After hearing the compliments from his friends, little Nezha couldn't help but smile.

"Brother Nezha, will you bring us new toys tomorrow?" A little loli with braids asked Nezha.

"Uh..." After hearing the little loli's words, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face. He struggled for a long time before he spoke: "Okay, I'm bringing you a new toy tomorrow."

Because Little Nezha was born after three years of pregnancy, the people in Chentang Pass thought he was a monster and did not allow his children to play with Little Nezha. His brother also hated him very much because of Li Jing, so Little Nezha had no friends in his entire childhood.

After Niu Niu went to school that day, the bored little Nezha went out to fly it by himself with a kite. While flying kites in an open space outside the city, he met a child who was about the same age as him.

Not only was this child not afraid of Little Nezha, but also came to make friends with him. Little Nezha immediately jumped up happily when he saw someone willing to make friends with him. Little Nezha was happy and gave the kite in his hand to the child.

After the child took the kite, he took the little Nezha back to his "home" to visit. The little boy brought the little Nezha to an abandoned and broken house and introduced his younger brother and sister to the little Nezha.

The child's younger brother and sister were afraid of Little Nezha at first, but under the conditioning of this child, Little Nezha quickly got into a relationship with his younger brother and sister. Little Nezha had so many friends at one time, so he was so happy that he couldn't find Bei. Little Nezha was happy, took out a few kites from the storage bag and took the little friends he had just met to fly kites.

When Little Nezha was flying a kite, one of the younger brothers of the child suddenly asked Little Nezha how this kite came from. Little Nezha was so angry that he said he made it, and bragged that he could make a lot of toys. Little Nezha was looked at by all his friends with admiration.
Chapter completed!