When Ling Chengyan got home, it was already the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month. She had spent not only the Laba Festival away, but also the Little New Year.
By the time she got home, Wang Liansheng had already been gone for three days.
As she entered, she saw Xiaoyu holding Xiao Qibai, while Hongling was helping Shi Tou wash his hands and face. Meanwhile, Xiao Xing was scolding Shi Tou beside them, "Are you dumb or something? So what if Wu Xiaohu skates a little faster than you? He's older, you're younger. He's already in second grade, four years older than you, why compare yourself to him and fall?"
Shi Tou pouted and lowered his eyes, neither crying nor arguing, just let his sister reprimand him.
When Ling Chengyan lifted the door curtain and entered the room, the children finally noticed her, turned their heads, and immediately cheered, calling her sister, aunt, and of course, two called her mom.
