Su Xiajing came out of the bathroom and saw Tang Tang staring blankly at her phone.
"What's wrong?"
She walked over, saw the WeChat group on the screen, and understood at once.
"Are you trying to message your brothers and sisters?"
"Yes! She's been staring at her phone for ages," Xiao Xiang tattled.
Tang Tang had worried herself into a headache, so she was naturally glad someone was willing to help.
"Yes." She nodded. "But I don't know what to say."
After all, she was still a fragile, naive five-year-old now. There was no shame in admitting it.
After saying that, she awkwardly turned her head away.
Su Xiajing smiled. "Then send them pictures."
"Huh?"
"Come on, let's take some photos."
Su Xiajing took her to the kitchen, snapped a few pictures of the cake and cookies still in the oven, and handed her phone back.
"Send these pictures to the group."
Tang Tang could no longer remember the last time she had talked to friends. It took her a moment to understand what Su Xiajing meant before she took the phone and sent all the baking photos to the group.
[Mom and I are baking cake and cookies.]
Tang Xianqi and the others, who had been watching their phones while waiting for a message, immediately chimed in.
[Tang Xianqi: That's amazing.]
[Tang Jian: Wow, you're baking so much.]
[Tang Xingya: It looks so yummy.]
[Tang Yiyi: Is that round thing a cake? It's huge! What kind of cake are you making, Tangtang?]
[Tang Xiancheng: Are you and Auntie making it yourselves, Tangtang?]
[Tang Youzhen: [Drooling]]
[Tang Ziyang: I want some too.]
[Tang Youhao: [Craving it]]
The first few replies came almost instantly.
Tang Tang was a little stunned as she watched the messages pop up one after another.
They