The three little ones were pragmatic. After serving their father, they shook their heads and ran to the kitchen to look for Su Xiaoxiao.
There was no reluctance to leave! Wei Ting's mouth twitched.
Little bastards…
Su Xiaoxiao was talking to Little Wu at the back door of the kitchen.
Today, Su Cheng was going to settle the Cheng family's matters, so Su Xiaoxiao entrusted the three children to Little Wu.
In return, she gave Little Wu some food.
Little Wu said, "I haven't finished the pancakes you gave me this morning."
"Were they delicious?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.
"D-delicious," Little Wu said.
She was not being polite. It was sincere praise.
Once, when her sister-in-law was sick, she accompanied her mother-in-law to the neighboring village for a meal. She heard that they had invited a chef from town. It was the best meal she had ever eaten.
However, she felt that Fatty Su's pancakes were no worse than that chef's.
