The sudden ringing of the doorbell immediately broke the quiet atmosphere in the living room.
As Flossie Wright finished setting up the dishes, she straightened up and was about to go open the door when she noticed that the little Hutchinson who had been playing with puzzles on the sofa immediately jumped to the ground.
"I'll get the door."
The diligent little Hutchinson quickly put on his slippers, lifted his short legs and ran towards the entrance.
Flossie stopped her movements, leaning on the dining table and watched Little Hutchinson run off. She felt that the kid was unreasonably sensible. But after thinking about it, Flossie glanced at Glenn Hutchinson who was still cooking, then she also followed towards the door.
"Flynn, have you eaten yet?"
As she reached the entrance, she heard a gentle female voice. She hesitated a moment, then she lifted her eyes and looked over.
