The next day was the weekend.

The first to wake up, instead, were the two little ones.

Little Xiangyi was the first to open his eyes in a daze, saw his father and brother on his left and his mother on his right, rolled over and sat up, looked around in a daze, shook Su Jianan's hand, his voice carrying a strong milky flavor: "Mom ......"

"......"

Su Jianan was so tired last night that she knew nothing of little Xiangyi's call.

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