The three little ones did not want to warm themselves by the fire. They only wanted to hide.
This was the first time Su Jinniang had observed the three children up close. Just like their father, the closer they were, the better they looked.
It was just that they were quite naughty and always made the children in the village cry.
It must be that Fatty Su didn't know how to raise them. If she were their mother—
She would teach them well.
"What are your names?" Su Jinniang asked softly.
The three of them said nothing.
It was not that Su Jinniang really did not know their names. She just wanted to tease them to speak. Wasn't this the way to start an interaction between adults and children?
Seeing that they were silent, Su Jinniang was not discouraged. Instead, she continued to ask gently, "Which of you is Dahu, which is Erhu, and which is Xiaohu?"
The three of them remained silent.
