"Mommy Yaoyao, I'll help you."
Little Ni Ni took a small stool for herself and then stepped on it.
Mi Yao was startled and hurriedly said, "Nini, that's dangerous, get down quickly. What if you fall?"
Nini was a precious child, cherished and coddled. If her beautiful little face were to be bruised or scarred, it was simply unimaginable.
Nini revealed a sweet smile, picked up a large tomato which seemed huge in her tender little hands, turned on the tap, and the sparkling water joyfully splashed onto her hands. "Mommy Yaoyao, it's okay, I often do this at home, I won't fall."
Mi Yao still felt uneasy, so she picked Nini down and cooed softly, "Does Nini want to eat this tomato?"
Nini nodded vigorously, "Yes."
"Alright, in a bit Mommy Yaoyao will make a tomato flower for Nini, and then drizzle it with yogurt and coconut, guaranteed to be both delicious and fun."
