She had already heard the sound of the keys.
Hearing the satisfactory answer, Li Hanting promptly released his wife and turned to open the door.
The door slowly opened, and the father and son looked at each other.
An'an held the key without moving.
Yuanyuan tilted her head back, biting her lip, "Daddy, so you were home. Then why was the door locked?"
She was clearly determined to get to the bottom of things.
Where is Mom?
Li Hanting looked away from his son and brought his daughter in.
An'an changed her shoes, went inside, and then closed the door in one smooth motion.
"My parents were making dumplings, so they didn't hear anything."
Li Hanting was fooling his daughter.
An'an looked at her father's tall figure and saw her mother's face was flushed.
It was quickly clear that Dad was bullying Mom again.
The foodie Yuanyuan didn't think much about what her father said. Seeing the plump dumplings on the table, her eyes lit up. "Wow, we have dumplings to eat!"
Holding her mother's hand, she said, "Mom, are you done wrapping? Yuanyuan wants to help too."
In the short time it took for the man to turn around and open the door, Su Jingjing had already straightened her clothes, but the heat on her face wouldn't subside anytime soon.
Fortunately, my daughter was attracted by the dumplings at that moment.
"Not yet, let's make dumplings together."
She then asked Ah Ting to take her daughter to wash her hands and put her on a chair.
"Does An'an want to come along?"
It doesn't matter how well the children are wrapped up; it's just childish fun.
"Mom, I want to come too."
An'an rolled up her sleeves, washed her hands first, and then came over to make dumplings.
He's a little taller, so he can just stand up.
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