Su Xiaoling laughed and said gently, "Alright, I heard it. The gods also heard it."
With that, Su Xiaoling pinched Su Xiaolu's cheek. "Alright, sleep. Sweet dreams."
With that, Su Xiaoling patted Su Xiaolu gently, just like when she was young.
Su Xiaolu was also sleepy and quickly fell asleep.
December 30th, New Year's Eve.
The family woke up early and went into the kitchen to knead bread buns together.
They chatted and laughed as they wrapped the buns into various shapes and sizes.
Su Sanlang and Madam Zhao sat by the stove and started the fire, looking at the children gently.
Looking at Su Chong, Madam Zhao sighed lightly. They still did not know which girl Su Chong liked.
If they asked, he would either avoid answering or leave.
Madam Zhao could not do anything to him.
If she asked Su Hua and Zhou Heng, they would also play dumb. Madam Zhao was really at her wit's end.