After all, the child couldn't keep things to himself. After quite a while, Ji Xifan sobbed and pitifully shouted in a small voice, "Mommy..."

Ye Zhiyu came back to her senses. She turned around and saw Ji Xifan's wrinkled little face, and she immediately reached out and rubbed his head. "What's wrong, Little Fan? Mommy bought so many snacks. Why aren't you eating?"

"Mommy, I should not be naughty in kindergarten. Mommy and Daddy, please don't be angry, ...