Song Qin sighed, "You're relied on for everything, you must be so tired."
"Granny, Uncle is the one who's tired; I'm not tired." Lin Qiao held her hand as they went into the main room, picked up an empty basket, and went out.
...
The school had a break for a short period after half an hour, allowing the children to use the restroom.
"Tingfan, let's go pee!" Zhou Tiedan put his arm around Song Tingfan's shoulders, mimicking a 'pee' gesture.
Song Tingfan carefully packed his brush and ink and carried it on his back, "Okay."
"Tingfan, why are you carrying it? It's not going to disappear." Zhou Tiedan curiously pointed at his bag.
Song Tingfan glanced down, touched it gently, and did not respond.
His sister-in-law had a hard time buying him the brush and ink; he must take good care of them.
At this moment, another group of children came over, "Tiedan, wild child, wait for us."
