An Lan teasingly looked at Zhang Ya, but didn't expose her thoughts.
Mumu only knew what the kindergarten teacher and the elders at home told her, so whatever Zhang Ya said, she believed. The little one heaved a sigh of relief but still adorably reminded.
"Aunt Yaya, if you're sick, you have to see a doctor immediately, Mumu's teacher said, big illness drag, drag..."
Mumu pressed one hand against her temple, thought for a while but couldn't remember the rest, looking so cute that people around couldn't help but laugh, and on the side, Feng Chaoyang came to his sister's rescue.
"Small illness drags into a big sickness."
"Right! Small illness drags into a big sickness, by then shots will hurt more."
Feng Mumu suddenly patted her little head, round eyes looking seriously at Zhang Ya, as if afraid Zhang Ya wouldn't believe her.
It was Zhang Ya's first time being persuaded by a child, and a warm current passed through her heart.
