Su Xiaoxiao went to the kitchen to cook.
Su Ergou had gone to deliver the goods and had not returned for the entire day. Those who didn't know better would think that he had sent them to the palace.
The three little ones were not there either.
Dahu did not act on his own when he went to listen to the music today. Instead, he brought his two burdens in the form of his brothers.
Xiaohu entered the house first.
He also knew to take off his shoes first.
He stomped into the house and looked at the thin man sitting on the futon. He politely called him uncle and tilted his head to point at the big thing in front of him. "What is this?"
Ling Yun glanced at the little guy. "Zither, who are you?"
Xiaohu patted his chest gently and said, "I'm Xiaohu."
Soon, Erhu also took off his shoes and entered the house.
"Who are you?" Ling Yun asked.
Erhu's eyes darted around. "I'm Dahu!"
