"Um, Um." Da Bao and Er Bao nodded honestly. They were hungry after playing for some time. Especially after they smelled the fragrance of the rice and dishes, their little tummies felt even hungrier.
Qiao Nan could not help but laugh from her heart at the sight of how gluttony her children looked. "Come, Mom will bring you to wash your hands. We will eat thereafter." The three children held their hands and followed Qiao Nan. After entering the restroom, they obediently let Qiao Nan carry them onto the small stool, squeezed a slippery thing on them, rubbed out many bubbles, and washed them clean.
The triplets were already used to this hand-washing routine. They did not fight or argue with each other. Besides the one washing the hands, the other two would wait by the side, pushing and kissing each other, laughing happily.
