Seven years later.

A strange family lives in a small town in Switzerland. The headed adult is an oriental elf who looks very much like a high school student. What is incredible is that she is actually the mother of three children. The three children are two men and one woman. It seems that the three children look exactly the same, and they are triplets.

"Second baby, has mommy gone to check the accounts again?" The young child voice was different from that of ordinary children.

"There is no smell of a mother at home. She should have gone out. I don't know where she went." The boy called Erbao held a book in his hand and stood on a wooden stake and squatted on a horse without wasting any time.

Mommy said she should practice hard to protect her sister and brother in the future.

Erbao regards mommy's words as an imperial edict and appears in the yard every day regardless of wind and rain.

"Erbao, where is Ranran?"

"Based on the breath, my sister is in the studio on the third floor." Erbao frowned slightly. He forgot where he saw it just now. His brother always said this and he talked a lot.

"Isn't the third floor very dangerous? Second baby, go and take your sister to the yard to play." Dabao spoke again.

Erbao's breath was disordered, and the person holding the book was trembling slightly, "Dabao, what else can you do except have a mouth?"

"Help mommy check the accounts!"

Dabao, who was sitting in front of the computer, blocked Erbao's mouth with one sentence. Erbao put down the book in his hand in a depressed manner and walked towards the room with his little back.

A pink little girl was lying on the pink small bed on the third floor. Erbao pushed open the door and looked at it, sighed helplessly, walked over and lifted the curtain, and said, "Yan Fuchuran, your elder brother asked me to call you to play in the yard downstairs."

A small head came out of the quilt, curled up the corners of his mouth in a bad way, and his eyes narrowed with a smile.

The big treasure is good or bad, and I have to make the second treasure angry every day before I am happy.

"Second brother, where is mommy?" Ranran sat up, picked up the little coat beside her and put it on. As soon as she tied the buttons, Erbao took her hand and walked out the door.

"Dabao guesses that mommy is going to collect the bill!" Erbao replied expressionlessly.

Ranran stretched out her little hand and said with a confused expression: "Is mommy very poor? Why do you always have to go out to collect the bill?"

"Mommy is not poor, but she has lent all her money to others, so she is very poor now." Dabao suddenly appeared in the living room. Ranran was already used to Dabao's tricks. He pretended not to see them and climbed onto the sofa.

"Dabao, I feel it as soon as you move." Erbao pursed his lips and said helplessly, as if he was talking about Dabao, you are bored.

"Second brother, he won't remember it even if you tell him ten thousand times. I advise you not to say it." Ranran stretched out her little hand, grabbed a grape and put it in her mouth, and refused to look at Dabao's proud face.

"Ranran knows me best." Dabao smiled and crawled across from Ranran, insisting that Ranran see him.

Erbao stared at him and said disdainfully: "Childish!"

The sound of the door opening came from the yard. The three children looked at each other at the same time and rushed towards the door decisively.

Yan Fu Ningyue walked into the yard with a big bag. As soon as she opened the door, three little heads came out in one go and looked at her with a long eye.

Well, it wasn't really her fault that she forgot to prepare lunch, she just had no money on her.

Five minutes later, the three little guys looked at the pizza on the table, silently grabbed a piece and ate it, and from time to time they looked at the only adult woman in the house with a very resentful look.
Chapter completed!