"Mom, is this okay?"
The kitchen.
The little girl squatting on the ground picked up the wet white radish from the basin.
Yu Hui, tinkering with the stove, nodded absent-mindedly.
The little girl, feeling satisfied for helping her mom, stood up with the radish, "Mom, is there more vegetables to wash?"
Yu Hui turned around, walked over, took the radish from her daughter's hand, and forced a smile, saying, "Mommy will do it herself, go play by yourself."
The little girl patted the water off her hands and immediately asked, "Can Yao Yao go play with sister and brother?"
The adult didn't mind.
Could endure.
But for a child her age, it's the time when she needs playmates; the quiet temple, although peaceful, was too dull.
However, the little girl was more sensible than the average child and never fussed.
"No."
Yu Hui's face tightened, she responded without hesitation, looking down at her daughter's expectant eyes, but didn't soften.
"You can only stay here and play."
