During breakfast, Chongchong couldn't help but ask, "Chenchen hubby, where's Auntie Tong?"
"Still sleeping." It was Li Zijue who answered her.
"Tsk..." Chongchong smacked her lips in annoyance and complained, "Chenchen hubby, do you think all moms in the world can't get up in the morning? My mommy is like this too; at least seven days a week she can't get up, and when she does, she gripes about her back pain and sore legs, as if Daddy was abusive to her at night."
"Pfft!"
Hearing this, everyone at the table couldn't help but burst into laughter, spraying their food.
"Uh... uh uh uh..." Chongchong stared at everyone in confusion, "What's wrong with you all?"
Did she say something wrong?
"Don't talk while eating." Chenchen picked up a slice of bread and shoved it into her mouth.
Chongchong puffed up her cheeks, looking innocent, still not knowing what she said wrong to make everyone laugh so hard.
After breakfast, it was time to leave the old house.
