"Can you not be so harsh?" Song Niaoniao started defending her younger brother, "His pants are wet and he's probably very uncomfortable. And you're blaming him as his older brother? He's only three years old, just a little child. Can't you be a bit less strict?"
After the criticism, Xu Fenglai didn't say a word.
The atmosphere was a bit tense.
Jiang Yaoyao hurried over, "Tailai, how about Sister Yaoyao takes you to change your clothes?"
Duan Fei was curious, "Do you have kids' clothes at home?"
"By coincidence," Jiang Yaoyao smiled, "The clothes I brought back for Qiuqiu from a business trip haven't been given to him yet. Let's use them for Tailai first. But Qiuqiu is not even three years old and is shorter than Tailai, not sure if they'll fit?"
"Since it's a gift, it might as well be opened," Song Niaoniao said, "How about this, I'll take him in and dry his pants. It's summer, clothes dry quickly."
"That works too," Jiang Yaoyao said, "I'll take you over."