Feng Xuxu glanced around and saw that the small courtyard was tidy, with clothes still hanging out to dry. Seeing that the clothes were still dripping water, she knew that Sister Jiaojiao must definitely be at home.
Mei Lenglei, who was behind her, placed what he was carrying into Yingsu's hands and went forward to call out, "Is anyone there?"
"Who is it?" In no time, a refreshing voice came through, and soon after, a young girl in a light pink dress came out slowly, holding a piece of colorful cloth in her hand.
"Sister Jiaojiao, it's me!" Feng Xuxu winked at Zhang Jiaojiao, who had just stepped out of the house.
With a chuckle, Jiaojiao reached out her finger and tapped Feng Xuxu's forehead, "You already have two children and still act so undisciplined." She then turned her eyes toward Feng Da, standing silently behind Feng Xuxu, and said with a gentle smile, "Uncle Feng, please come in and sit."
