Ying Zhe's hawk eyes lowered toward Lin Huahua with dry amusement. "Her ears already confessed."
Lin Huahua immediately reached up and covered both ears. "My ears did not confess anything."
Bao Xun finally spoke from the side, his voice low and smooth. "They confessed loudly."
Lin Huahua pouted. "You are all bullying me."
Her mother laughed and pulled her closer. "Good. You used to bully everyone else, so now let us enjoy it for one night."
Lin Huahua opened her mouth to protest, but before she could speak, noise suddenly came from the path outside.
Running feet.
Laughter.
A loud boyish voice shouting, "Sister is here!"
The next moment, three younger boys burst into the open cooking space like a small pack of half-grown wild beasts.
Lin Huahua barely had time to turn before one of them pounced on her.
"Elder Sister!"
