When the rooster crowed for the third time, a group of adorable kids began to wake up one after another.
Face washing.
Tooth brushing.
Applying lotion.
Ye Wan was holding a big watermelon.
A group of kids with big hands holding small hands.
The group headed to the seaside to find the fisherman who had given them seafood yesterday.
An offering of a big watermelon.
A chorus of "Thank you, Fisherman Uncle" and "Fisherman Uncle, you're so handsome" from the cute kids.
The boys were dashing, and the girls were adorable; a group of varied-height kids calling uncle at every turn, accompanied by beaming, sweet smiles.
Fishermen who spent every day with fishing boats and the sea had never seen such a scene.
With a wave of his big hand, when Ye Wan's group left, they took another bag full of seafood dripping with fresh seawater.
There was still leftover rice from yesterday in the kitchen.
Various seafood were chopped and tossed into the pot.
