"That kid Little An Zi, last time at Jixiang Restaurant he gave me and Old Jing a seat. His father plans to propose a marriage for him, coincidentally with my old comrade's beloved granddaughter, so I'm just returning his favor!"
The old man explained.
Qin Mu heard the crack of her waist, the sound of bones snapping, turned around to give the small bottle in her hand to the aunt, then wiped her hands on her body and called Huanhuan and Chengcheng: "I'll take you to wash your hands."
"Oh!"
The two little ones were reluctant, but they followed Qin Mu to the bathroom.
As the three of them entered the bathroom, the Gongzhi Family arrived at the house, their cheerful voices never ceasing.
Qin Mu leaned against the door, watching the siblings scatter petals into the water. Usually, they were told to wash their hands under running water, but they never listened, and today, they were even more disobedient.
"It's as beautiful as on TV!"
