Gu Xiaobei had her fill of playing with her children and started preparing dinner. Mimicking Gu Xiaobei, Xiaopang rolled up his sleeves, revealing his tender little arms, and exclaimed, "Mom, I'll help you cook."
"Sure, why don't you and your brother peel garlic for Mommy?" Gu Xiaobei never dampened the children's enthusiasm.
Xiaopang and Mo Wang sat at the small table in their kitchen, each facing a head of garlic, peeling quietly.
The children, lacking strength in their tiny hands, unanimously decided to use their mouths to chew off the garlic skin. They occasionally bit into the garlic and grimaced due to its taste.
Gu Xiaobei chuckled heartlessly watching their little faces scrunch up.
Lu Zhanguo, hearing the laughter from the kitchen, couldn't help but smile.
Zeng Changzhi came over and knocked on their door, inviting them over for dinner.
