You know, Yige, sometimes it feels a bit awkward!
After breakfast, Zhang Lan took up the "heavy duty" of tidying up in the kitchen, while Yige played football with Rong Rui on the lawn in front of the door.
Even while washing dishes, Zhang Lan couldn't help but look outside.
Watching that little round thing roll around on the lawn was truly delightful.
Zhang Lan couldn't stop laughing as she watched.
And Yige, who was playing football with Rong Rui, was laughing so hard her legs cramped.
Suddenly, the phone rang. Zhang Lan glanced at the phone Yige had casually placed on the sofa, put down the plate she was about to wash, washed her hands, dried them with a towel, quickly walked to the sofa, picked up the phone, and quickly moved towards the door, "Yige, phone call."
"Eh."
Yige responded, patting Rong Rui's little head, and jogged over to Zhang Lan.
