The next morning came bright and early, and Luo Qianqian was roused from sleep before the sky had even brightened.
"Get up quickly, we're going to watch the flag-raising," said Luo Shufan, knowing that if he didn't keep his eye on his little sister, she would crawl back into bed and fall asleep again.
"You guys go ahead, I want to sleep," Luo Qianqian mumbled, rolling over and pulling the blanket that her brother had lifted back over herself.
Luo Shufan looked at his sister helplessly and said, "Then I'll just eat all of Grandma's milk flower rolls?"
"Milk flower rolls?" Luo Qianqian poked her head out groggily, "Are they tasty?"
"Sweet and soft, perfect with the chicken leg congee, tastes amazing," Luo Shufan pretended to walk out the door, adding as he went, "Then I guess I'll eat yours too."
Wait a second, this isn't home. Luo Qianqian's eyes snapped open, and all she could see was a sea of pink. That's right, she was at the Luo Family home.
