Su Xingwan was scrolling through her phone, finding mostly praise for the quality of this children's clothing.
The three little ones, having finished their meal, were sitting on the carpet in the living room, staring at their aunt engrossed in her phone.
"Auntie, did you agree to that uncle's request?"
The three little ones whispered to each other.
Little Su Yan said, "Auntie seems not to want you to shoot commercials."
"Why not? Doesn't Auntie want to make money anymore?"
"Yeah, isn't Auntie really short of money? Or is she not short of money anymore?"
The two little ones had big question marks over their foreheads.
At that moment, Su Xingwan finally put her phone down.
The three little ones immediately stood up and ran over excitedly.
"Auntie, aren't you making money anymore?"
Su Xingwan asked, "Do you all really want to help Auntie make money by shooting commercials?"
"Yes!" The two little ones nodded.
Su Xingwan looked at Little Su Yan.
