Lu Jiao also spoke, "Though their two sons like to curse, we can still help them and educate them to be good boys. You can treat it like we are doing uncle Han a favor."
The Third and Fourth Born weren't convinced, "But they called you bad names."
"Yeah! I don't like them."
Lu Jiao patted their heads. "I know you're worried about me but let's do this to help out uncle Han."
The four little ones recalled the days when their dad lied in bed, paralyzed. They finally nodded, "Okay."
Though they agreed vocally, they were still in a bad mood. Lu Jiao pulled them up and said, "Let's go. Let's go play on the slides. The paint should be dry now and you can slide down. I specifically made those slides for my sons. Of course, it should be my sons who play on them first."
The four little ones were instantly happy. With Xie Yunjin following them, the whole family went into the yard to play on the slides.
