"Hello, Aunt Luo," Lin Xiaocui said with a smile. "I'm here to see Brother Hao."

However, Aunt Luo is more reliable than Luo Chunlei, so it's fine to give the clothes to her.

After giving the things to Aunt Luo, Aunt Luo held her hand and, before letting her leave, made her a cup of sesame tea.

"I heard that you only scored one point less than my Chunlei in this exam. You've improved so quickly, you should tutor him more in the future."

Lin Xiaocui quickly waved her hand: "Aunt Luo, I was just lucky, I can't compare to Brother Chunlei."

The boy, who had been leaning against the doorframe, glaring at her with his arms crossed and looking angrily, felt a sudden pang in his heart. She seemed to have called him "Brother Chunlei" just now!

Although it was due to pressure from elders, it's better than nothing.

"My little girl is so much better, so quiet and gentle, unlike my boys, who never really have a heart-to-heart talk with me."

Aunt Luo had three sons, and her eldest son also had a son, so she grew to love her youngest daughter more and more each time she looked at her.

Aunt Luo smiled so broadly that her eyes disappeared, and made her another cup of the malted milk powder that Lu Wanqing had brought over last time.

Luo Chunlei pursed her lips. Wasn't it said that only her precious grandson could drink it? Now she's being so generous.

This was the first time Lin Xiaocui had been received with such enthusiasm, and she was truly overwhelmed with gratitude. She kept smiling, and her smile became stiff.

After being talked to by Aunt Luo for more than half an hour, I finally managed to find an excuse to leave.

She hadn't gone far when someone grabbed her by the back of the collar.

Lin Xiaocui thought to herself, "It's over. Luo Chunlei is going to settle accounts with me!"

Actually, Luo Chunlei didn't know what was wrong with him. Seeing that she was eager to leave, he couldn't help but grab her collar.

"I want to make a piece of clothing."

A perfect excuse; the boy applauded his own cleverness.