It has been a year since then. Mu Liang built a playhouse for the kids on the second floor. There, rice ball number one Lian was keeping an eye on his twin sisters. His mother named them dumpling number one, dumpling number two.
Rice ball number four Lin was painting and the dumplings were looking at the colorful painting in awe. They stretched their hand to touch the moist painting when rice ball number one caught them and put them aside.
"Um! Um!" Dumpling number one LanYing protested. She wanted to touch the colorful thing. Dumpling number two LiJuan also became restless.
"Be good." Rice ball number one Lian softly said.
The two dumplings looked at their elder brother and started to weep. But the elder brother didn't soften his expression. He slightly frowned. Two dumplings immediately stopped weeping. They realized that it wouldn't be good to offend their elder brother.
