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A few people had just eaten breakfast. Aunt Mei and Aunt Wang were hugging each other as they recited this, while one was carrying Xiao Mo down the stairs. The two little fellows were crying sorrowfully.

"Xiao Nuan, they're hungry." The Aunt Mei laughed.

Mo Nuan put down his tableware. At this time, she was the one who was having the hardest time, as they were all her own children