"Mom, I'm heading out now. You and Qing Zhu take your time chatting." Qin Jiale wanted to see if she could catch some shrimp and bring them back so she could make something delicious.
She also planned to make some dried shrimp to take to school, where her foodie friends kept talking about wanting to eat the food her mom made.
Qin Jiale, holding a basket, walked towards the door, and when she passed by the children, she stopped.
"Darlings, be good and listen, okay? Auntie will get some good food for you." Qin Jiale squatted down and softly asked the children.
"Auntie, can we come with you?" Cohen didn't expect Qin Jiale to be going out.
So he wanted to go out too, feeling restless waiting for his parents here every day.
