"Mom, I was thinking there's a kindergarten over there too, we should take the kids with us," An Hao said.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Yun's face darkened, and she put her chopsticks heavily on the bowl. "Weren't you busy before? Weren't you as busy as ever before? Wasn't I the one looking after the kids? Now you don't let me watch the kids? What does that mean?"
"Mom! You're overthinking it. We don't mean that," An Hao knew the two children were the apple of the old lady's eye. Seeing her mother-in-law's face turned sour, she quickly said, "It's not that we don't want you to watch the kids. With you watching them for us, it's much more convenient for us, right..."
"Hmm? If it's convenient, why not let me watch them?" Zhang Yun glared at An Hao and asked.
"Afraid you'll get too tired," An Hao said with a guilty conscience.
