Zhen Yan seemed to sense the 'heavy burden' his sister was passing onto him, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry! I'm your brother! I know what to do!"
Zhen Yu nodded strongly, "Yeah! As long as you know."
Mrs. Zhen sat on the side, watching the two kids as if they were playing house!
She felt a mix of emotion and a struggle not to laugh, so she quickly suppressed it and turned her head, coughing twice to cover it up.
While Mrs. Zhen was coughing, Zhen Yu suddenly cried out, "Mom!"
"What's wrong?" Mrs. Zhen jumped up from her chair in fright and leaned in to her daughter, asking, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Zhen Yan also asked, "What's wrong, little sister?"
"Mom! I, I got my period!" Zhen Yu said, and winked at her mother.
"Ah? Hurry upstairs!" Mrs. Zhen immediately scooped up her daughter, and after a few steps, turned back to shout at her son, "Xiao Yan, clean up the table!"
"Oh! Got it." Zhen Yan replied somewhat embarrassingly.
