The Luo Family was constantly mindful of the lifesaving favor, and Feng Qingxue accepted with no refusal, reaching out her hand to take the gift.
"Xibao, Fubao, Dundun, Erxiong, Zhuangzhuang," Feng Qingxue called out the names of the five children in one breath, "come here quickly and thank your sister and Aunt Luo for the clothes, shoes, and socks they made for you."
"Thank you, Auntie (Sister), thank you, Sister (Auntie)!"
The mismatched group of five children lined up in a row of varying heights, holding hands—mainly Xibao and Fubao holding the triplets— and performed a bow in unison. It was especially neat, even if their voices were somewhat uneven, some thanking the sister first, others the aunt.
Tang Jie's face was full of smiles, "So well-behaved! No need to be polite, little ones!"
"I am very big!" Lu Erxiong puffed out his chest, pointing at Zhuangzhuang, "Zhuangzhuang is small, Little Zhuangzhuang."
