When Su Xiaoxiao returned home, it was already late.
The three little fellows were actually still awake.
Dahu was catching crickets for Xiaohu, and Erhu was squatting by the basin soaking his small stones.
Su Ergou was recuperating, but he fell asleep in his room.
Dinner was cooked by Su Cheng. It was already disgusting, but he made too much all of a sudden. At this moment, Qin Canglan was sitting in the kitchen eating sweet potatoes that the family could not finish.
"Dahu, Erhu, Xiaohu."
Su Xiaoxiao closed the courtyard door and greeted the three little fellows.
Dahu caught a cricket and pounced over. "Mother! Look at the cricket I caught!"
Su Xiaoxiao looked at the big and fierce cricket and smiled. "Dahu is so powerful."
"Xiaohu is also powerful!" Xiaohu was not to be outdone. He walked over with a jar of crickets. "Look! There's a lot!"
"I caught them!" Dahu said.
