"I'll park the car in front and meet you later." Gong Linglong waved at them.

Song Tao has been idle recently, so he accompanies his elders shopping every day and helps them take care of their children.

At this time, Dabao sat on his shoulder and pointed at the stall in front, "Uncle, I want the thing that can be inflated."

"That's a balloon."

Song Tao carried him over and asked him, "Which color do you want?"

"blue."

"A blue balloon please."

Song Tao took out some money and asked the other children, "Nini, Erbao, Xiaobao, Lele, Shitou, what color do you want?"

They brought out a large group of children. Nini was the eldest sister, the triplets were the youngest, and the other three were three or four years old.

The children all like balloons. They gather together and chatter non-stop. One is not enough, some want two or three.

When Gong Linglong came over, they were all gathered in front of the balloon stand. Seeing the triplets each took one, she waved to them: "Three babies, come here, mommy will help you blow up the balloons."

"I want to blow it myself."

They didn't want her help, they wanted to do it themselves, blowing air into the balloons like adults did.

"Okay, blow it yourself."

Gong Linglong saw that her mother-in-law and the others had bought a lot of things, and each of them was carrying large and small bags. She walked over to help: "Mom, aunt, little aunt, auntie, please give me the things and I'll put them in the car first. It's hard to carry things with the children."

"Okay, Linglong, put them all in the car first." Zhou Lanqin helped to carry them over and asked others to watch the children here.