As Aunt Zhang came out of the kitchen, she saw the little girl's bright eyes and smiled, "Quickly go wash your face and brush your teeth, then come and eat."
An Yin stuck out her tongue, "Okay, Aunt Zhang."
Aunt Zhang thought of something and spoke again, "Your friend's fiancé came early this morning to pick her up. She said she saw you were still sleeping and didn't want to disturb you."
"Oh."
An Yin nodded and then hurried to the bathroom.
When she came out, she saw Aunt Zhang helping Mrs. An to sit at the dining table, both of them waiting for her to join them for breakfast.
An Yin eagerly approached the dining table.
"Aunt Zhang, your breakfast is so abundant!" An Yin sincerely praised.
Upon hearing her daughter's words, An Ying cast a sidelong glance, "From the way you said that, it seems like the breakfasts I used to make weren't to your liking?"
"Hehe..." An Yin quickly flattered, "Each has its own character."
