Su Shu sat on the mattress folding Xiao'ai's clothes, fully focused.
Xiao'ai, holding onto a toy dinosaur, occasionally looked up at her aunt and then back down at the small shirt that her aunt had folded and unfolded, folded and unfolded… at least seven or eight times.
Xiao'ai: ???
Was it the sleeves that weren't folded correctly, or was it the collar?
Su Shu was so severely distracted that she didn't even notice several pairs of eyes staring at her.
"Su Shu, sister?"
"Su Shu, sister??"
Luo Yiwei, the brother, said, "Mom, if Aunt Su keeps folding, little sister Xiao'ai is going to cry."
Li Xiaoxia flicked him on the forehead, "Nonsense!"
She called out to her again with a louder voice, "Su sister?!"
"Huh?"
Su Shu finally came back to reality. "What's up?"
Li Xiaoxia frowned, a bit worried, "What's wrong with you? What are you thinking about? You've almost broken Xiao'ai's clothes by folding them for so long."
