[ Epilogue 1 ]
Six years passed in the blink of an eye. MeowMeow was twelve years old, Yingluo was eight, and Tang Shi and Rong Guang were five.
With the four of them, the Liancheng family's things would basically be lost all day long.
The living room, the staircases, and even the kitchen were filled with their toys.
In the beginning, all the adults in the family felt that the more children there were, the better and the more lively it was.
However, after a few years, they discovered that these few people were like little fiends when put together.
angry roars could be heard at home all day.
On Saturday morning, Rong nuo stood in the stairwell with her hands on her hips and shouted to her daughter who was eating downstairs,"Tang Shi, where's the perfume I bought last time?"
Tang Shi's pretty little face was full of grievance. mom, I didn't touch it. It was my brother who did it. He gave it to his friend's little girl.