"Jinrui, Jintong."
Lin Qingluo poked half of her body out of the kitchen, calling her two younger brothers: "Breakfast is ready, come and get the porridge."
"Okay."
The two brothers obediently ran over, picked up the porridge bowls, and went back and forth between the kitchen and the stone table.
Lin Qingluo grinned as she directed her brothers, feeling a sense of sisterly pride.
The Spirit Peach and Spirit Rice porridge was soft, sweet, and thick - the two little cuties enjoyed it immensely. They held their little bowls and played around their sister.
With the help of Little Kingfisher, Feng Yi caught half a net of small fish and shrimp and brought them back.
They put down the fish and shrimp, hurriedly drank two bowls of porridge, and then took the teenagers out of the cottage, heading to the vegetable fields.
Only Lin Qingluo, the four little brothers, and a group of little pets remained in the yard.
"Sister, I want to go play at Spirit Lake."
