Early in the morning, before Anning even woke up, she heard the noise in the yard.
She felt a headache, got dressed, got up, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw An Xian and An Yi about to fight.
Liu Dalian was pacing around anxiously on the side, but couldn't do anything about her two daughters.
Seeing Anning, Liu Dalian seemed to be looking at a savior.
"Lao Si, hurry and separate your eldest sister and Third sister."
Anning walked over, grabbed An Xian and An Yi, one on each side, and pulled them apart: "What's going on? What's all the commotion about early in the morning?"
Pei Yu came out yawning: "What else could it be about? It's just An Xian wanting to wear An Yi's new dress, and An Yi not letting her."
Pei Yu was slightly schadenfreude: "Third, you have lots of clothes, what's the harm in giving your sister one?"
