Xu Lai hesitated for a moment, then smiled. "Daddy doesn't like grapes. You can have them."
"Okay then." Xu Yiyi ate the grape.
"Big Sister, I have grapes too. Do you want some?" Qian Xiao toddled over, peeled a grape from his own fruit box, and handed it to Xu Yiyi.
This scene made Xu Lai freeze.
One hundred thousand years ago, I also peeled grapes for my senior sister like this, only we were slightly older than these two. But Yiyi isn't my senior sister. My senior sister would have eaten the grapes with a smile.
Yiyi put on a serious face and said, "You haven't washed your hands. I'm not eating it."
Qian Xiao was speechless.
Xu Lai, on the other hand, was very pleased with his daughter's words.
How could anyone eat without washing their hands first?
He quickly raised an eyebrow and asked, "Daughter, have you washed your hands?"
"I don't mind my own germs."
