"Alright, you all stop talking! Listen to your eldest sister!" Wang Cuihua looked at the third daughter and couldn't help but laugh.
This third daughter had the most straightforward personality, was a bit of a foodie, and not as clever as her siblings, but her simplicity was endearing.
"Xiao Shan and Little Chuan, go bring over the sack that your eldest sister brought back!" The kids were very well-behaved; whatever Bai Xue brought home, unless she handed it directly to them, they wouldn't rummage through it.
In the afternoon, when cooking, she had already taken out the steamed buns, meat, cabbage, and milk powder, and now there were only pastries and sewing supplies left inside. There were also four sets of textbooks, which were the heaviest; thankfully, Zhang Yuan helped her, otherwise, she would have been exhausted carrying them back on her own.
Soon, the two younger brothers brought the sack over.
