After getting rid of the stench, Shanshan was a late arrival to the mood-making team.
Watching her two adorable kids rushing towards her, Chen Lijun held on for a long time, struggled to keep the question in but finally decided to ask.
"Did they... wash their hands?"
Having cleared up their mess, the children were so happy they forgot all about the process that their grandmother had repeatedly reminded them of.
Bobo handed the flowers to his mother, forgetting that they were meant for his grandmother. He inherited his father's habit of piling good things onto his mother.
Luoluo held the balloon and ran around his parents. Why would he let such a beautiful balloon fly away? It was so much more fun to keep it for himself.
With the recent chaos, Suizi's ability to cope had improved. Even though the mood-makers were galloping off-script like runaway horses, she could accept it calmly.
