"Brother asked first. Mom will help him wash first. After he's done, Mom will ask again. Can you answer the three questions quickly?"
Peng Sandiao bit his puffy little mouth and looked at his mother who looked very aggrieved.
He slowly...
"Don't worry, brother. I won't fight with you for it. Mom, you can help your brother wash it later." Peng Yitiao said generously.
He doesn't want his mother to help him wash, he wants to wash himself!
"Our Yitiao is such a good brother. Then mom will help his younger brother wash first?" Zhang Siyu still asked Yitiao for his opinion.
Peng Yitiao was praised, and a feeling of pride welled up in his heart. Leng Meng let out a cold "Ah!", his good mood fully revealed.
As expected, a child's mood is written on his face. Zhang Siyu raised her hand to smooth down Yitou's messy hair.
Peng Yitiao did not resist this time, and could not help but lower his head, appearing well-behaved and docile.
Peng San Tiao snorted, no longer feeling aggrieved. "Wait and wash."
"Okay, let's wash San Tiao later." Zhang Siyu touched San Tiao's little head and carried him back to the chair.
This little fellow is so delicate when eating. There is still half a piece of yellow peach flesh left.
"Mom, where are the new clothes?" Peng Ertiao looked around his mother, then ran into the room to take a look, but he didn't see any trace of new clothes.
Didn’t mom buy new clothes?
Zhang Siyu looked at Peng Ertiao. The little fellow's dark face was full of anticipation, and his two big eyes, like black grapes, were blinking, looking confused and nervous.
"Mom, go get some clothes."
"Okay!" Peng Ertiao felt relieved now, and followed his mother closely, not leaving her side.
Zhang Siyu turned her head to look at the little kid who seemed afraid that she would run away, "Er Tiao, help me move two chairs outside first, and put the things there later."
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