More than twenty families participated in thepetition, and it was a hrious sight. Families were tumbling over each other, adopting all sorts of poses.


    Due to theck of coordination, just as one person managed to stand, another might identally knock them down. Two couples even stumbled right at the starting point after a few steps. Thankfully, the track was made of rubber, so it wouldn''t be too painful even if someone fell.


    Seeing the chaos behind us, I burst intoughter.


    Ava stared at As''s face, asking, "Dad, are we the first?"


    Right behind us, another couple had reached the finish line. Just like us, they turned back to look behind with heartyughter.


    Ava wasn''t sure if we were the first ones to arrive.


    As kissed Ava''s cheek and proudly dered, "Of course, we''re the first!"


    Ava became ecstatic, hugging his neck and cheering loudly.


    The next activity was a craft project. This time, we teamed up with Jenny. The task was to create a hanging decor.


    As noticed some unused peacock feathers among the materials and took them. Jenny looked at As and said, "Uncle As, no one else is using these." "We''ll use them. We shouldn''t waste materials," he energetically said.


    He paused and discussed it with me. We quickly sketched a simple design on the backboard. Then, he brought in some lifelike artificial peony flowers.


    Demonstrating the process to Jenny and me, he immediately got to work. We had clear roles. Jenny handled materials, I did the cutting, and As took charge of pasting on the backboard. Due to the materials, our artwork was assembled quickly, but attaching the peacock''s tail required meticulous care, demanding utmost precision.


    However, As worked fast and well. We had a vivid painting of a peony and a peacock in no time.


    The most amusing part was when we were making the peacock''s body. In the absence of textured materials, he removed his new insoles and cut them into shapes resembling a peacock''s body and wing.


    He painted them in peacock blue, even adding feather-like patterns.


    The result was astounding. When we attached the peacock''s tail, it protruded beyond the frame, resembling two real peacocksnding on the artwork. Our creation was impressive.


    A parent who specialized in handicrafts noticed it and was taken aback. He approached As to discuss how we finished it and even asked if they could produce simr decor for sale. With a radiant smile, As said, "You''ll have to pay me a patent fee for that."


    The parent immediately nodded and said, "Absolutely."


    As patted his shoulder. "I''m just kidding. If you make a product, just give me one."


    Our artwork astounded even the


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    As wasn''t exaggerating. We continued to shine in the following activities.


    This afternoon, we stole the spotlight at every event. The prizes were overwhelming, and Ava and Jenny''s dreams came true. They each got the prizes they desired. Some kids quietly asked Ava for her prizes, but As sternly said, "The joy of honor can be shared but can''t be given away. It''s more meaningful when you earn it yourself."


    He told them that if they had dreams, they should work hard for them, and sess would follow.


    When we returned to Pleca Park,


    loaded with triumph, Ava was incredibly excited. She couldn''t stop talking to her grandparents about the events, proudly disying Ker prizes. Her grandparents were all smiling.


    After helping them freshen up, I looked at the two of them, both snuggled up with their prizes, peacefully entering dreand. I was genuinely exhausted, my back and waist aching. Just as I was about to get up, As suddenly lifted me.


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