Just at that moment, a loud voice came from the children's room: "Mo Piggy, I've pooped and it's smelly."
Hearing Yin Xiaohua's call, Mo Yinhe put away his frosty little eyes and walked towards the children's room, complaining as he went: "You've finished, can't you wipe yourself?"
"But I don't know how."
"You don't know? Can't you learn?"
"But I have you."
Sitting on her little potty, Yin Xiaohua swayed her little legs, as if with Mo Piggy around, she had nothing to worry about.
Mo Yinhe huffed and puffed: "Am I in your debt?"
Ye Xingguang stepped past Mo Yinhe, rubbed his little head, and said, "I'll wipe her butt."
This little guy was already so small, and yet he had to wipe the butt of the even smaller Xiaohua; what a tough job for this little guy.
Ye Xingguang went into the bathroom, and shortly after, he came out leading little Xiaohua by the hand from the restroom.
