The dejected Xu Minghui went to school after breakfast. He needed to find someone to help move things.
When Xu Mumu got up, the little rascal turned his face away as soon as he saw his sister. He held a grudge against her because she had been teasing him these past few days.
"Fengfeng, not talking to your sister?" Xu Mumu said with a smile, pulling the little guy into her arms. Despite his struggles, she didn't let go.
"Milk, milk." The little rascal reached out, wanting to be held by his grandma instead, refusing his sister's embrace.
"Your sister can hold you. You're too heavy for grandma to carry," Madam Chen said with a grin. Since Xu Mumu had returned, it was important for the siblings to bond.
The little rascal didn't understand what grandma meant; he just wanted her to hold him and started loudly wailing when she didn't.
He wailed for a long time with no one paying attention, so he stopped, finding it pointless.
