"Yes." Qin Yin nodded, intending to go into the bedroom to help Nianzhi get dressed, but he had already done most of it himself, only struggling with the buttons.
Qin Yin smiled, went over, and while helping him with the buttons, said, "Today Mommy is taking Nianzhi to a fun place, is Nianzhi happy?"
"Where are we going?" Nianzhi blinked his big eyes and asked with a wary face.
"Mommy is taking Nianzhi to school, from now on Nianzhi is going to start school."
Upon hearing the word school, the little guy plopped down on the bed, his big eyes wide and watery, saying, "It scared me to death."
"What are you afraid of?"
"On TV, when adults want to sell children, they say things just like Mommy did."
Qin Yin: "... No more TV for you."
When Qin Yin came out holding Nianzhi, the man was sitting on the sofa, holding his phone, taking pictures of their house, and then began sending messages on his phone.
Qin Yin glanced at him and placed Nianzhi on the ground.
