"You're not their chef. You can't cook for them all day just because they like to eat. Although it's fine for you to cook, but ... Just like those tears, if you shed too many of them, they wouldn't be precious anymore. You had to let her think, think…You're also Mommy's baby. If you didn't like it, I wouldn't want you to stay in the kitchen all day."
Mo Yangyang nodded and leaned her head on Old Madam Han's shoulder. ""Yes, I'll listen to you. I won't stay in the kitchen all day long…"
"When is the next match?" asked Old Mrs. Han.
" Next Saturday night, " Mo Yangyang said. " The time has been adjusted a little. I think I'll be back quite late that night. "
Old Mrs. Han patted Mo Yangyang's head. ""Then you have to take care of your rest. Although the competition is important, you are more important."
