"Mother, I'll never wear open-crotch pants again." Zhu Ping'an, his short legs barely past the threshold, immediately began arguing for the right not to wear open-crotch pants.,"Old Third, don't plead for him! That scoundrel is just a troublemaker who can't stay out of mischief for three days." Mrs. Chen said, grabbing Little Zhu Ping'an by the ear and dragging him into the kitchen.,The little mischievous one, Mrs. Chen chuckled and tapped Zhu Ping'an's forehead lightly, saying in a low voice, "Eat quickly, it will be served on the table soon. Is your mind wandering so far to that Mumu again, all glued to the eldest house"。