"Tongtong, you run out every day, so you need to wear more clothes, and Yangyang, you need to help him wear two more clothes."

"I'm going to socialize in the evening, and Dong Ming will go too."

This is what Lu Dongming is busy with.

Haitong hummed: "I understand, I'm not a three-year-old child. If Yangyang gets cold, he will tell me what to do, and he will also find clothes to wear himself."

She helped her nephew put on warm clothes.

"If Brother Dongming goes too, please take care of Brother Dongming."

"You don't need to tell me this, I will take care of him. You guys eat first, and I will be busy for a while and pick up Dong Ming."

Haitong warned him a few times again and ended the call.

When she moved the phone away from her ear, she realized that her nephew was sitting next to her and had been watching her talking on the phone.

Seeing her move the phone away from her ear, Yangyang said, "Auntie, you don't let me talk to my uncle either."

Haitong was stunned for a moment, then touched his nephew's head and said warmly: "Your uncle is very busy, and he will probably be home very late tonight."

Yangyang said oh.

"It's time to eat."

Mrs. Shang said.

Haitong put the phone back into his trouser pocket, stood up, and held Yangyang's hand again.

"Yangyang, is it cold?"

"not cold."

"Auntie, are you cold?"

Haitong smiled, "Auntie is not cold either."

"I don't know if my mother is cold. Auntie, Uncle Lu and I are going to see my mother on Monday. Can you help me get some of my mother's thick clothes? I'll bring them to my mother so that my mother won't be afraid of the cold. �

"I'm not tall enough to get it."

The little guy told his aunt the reason why he asked for help.

Because he was too short, even if he moved a small bench to cushion him, he couldn't reach his mother's clothes.

"?." JrNovels.com