The President’s Five Children

As for them, naturally all of them became light bulbs.

Anna didn’t even need to say, Mrs. Newman made the decision not to let anyone disturb.

Young people always need space to be alone, she understood!

“Mom, there are only so many rooms in the house, we can’t stay there for the time being, besides, we still have to help deal with the Robertson family’s relatives, so Cedron and I will go back to the old mansion, and the children will also come with me.” Anna said.

With Yembi to divert her attention, Mrs. Newman didn’t have to hold back too much.

“Come back early after you’ve taken care of things, Yembi will be staying at the house for a while and I’m afraid I can’t manage on my own.” Mrs. Newman urged.

Anna gave an OK and went out with Cedron.

Once in the car, Mrs. Robertson was playing flip-flop with the three little ones.

The three little ones weren’t very good at this old-fashioned children’s game, and soon had the rope in a dead knot.

Mrs. Robertson wasn’t annoyed and smiled as she slowly untied it.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Anna was puzzled, “Mom, where did you get that rope?”

“It’s from Grandma’s dress.” Amad snaps, “From Grandma’s jacket.”

Hearing this, Anna looked down and saw that Mrs. Robertson’s cashmere jacket was a fraction shorter.

If she remembered correctly, this was Mrs. Robertson’s beloved jacket, and she would not wear it out if it was not an important occasion.

But now it had been torn right down for the sake of playing games with the three children.

“Mom,” Anna went up to look at the pulled out cashmere wool, “I’ll take it to the store tomorrow and ask, it should be recoverable.”

But the cashmere wool was a little dark and smelled like chocolate.

Which little one touched it after eating chocolate without wiping his hands.

It’s hard to say if this can be cleaned.

“It’s fine, it’s just a coat,” Mrs. Robertson didn’t care, waving her hand casually, “If it breaks, I’ll buy a new one, it’s most important that my grandchildren are happy.”

Anna didn’t say another word, very shocked.

For the sake of her three children, Mrs. Robertson has really lowered her bottom line again and again.

The old saying about intergenerational kinship is really not true.

As she was thinking, she heard Mrs. Robertson say, “Let’s go to the kindergarten tomorrow and see which kindergarten is more suitable for the three little ones.”

“You don’t have to rush,” Anna replied, “Let them spend more time with you.”

Mrs. Robertson waved her hand, “If they go to school, they will come home every day, and they will be spending time with me. I heard Amad say that she was sick before, and she seldom went out of the house, not to mention the school.

That’s why I want Amad to go to school early, to get in touch with other little kids and meet more good friends.”

Lowering her head, Anna happened to meet Amad’s big expectant eyes.

Indeed, Amad had chanted more than once that the first thing he would do when he got better was to go to school.

Now that she was cured, it was time for her wish to come true.

Anna thought and nodded her head in response.

“Since we’re going to kindergarten, we have to buy some school supplies, Cedron, you drive us to the mall, I want to buy them the best looking book bags!” Mrs. Robertson said with bravado.

It just so happened that the Robertson family had a mall in their name just around the corner, Cedron turned the car around and went over there, and even asked the manager to pack the place by the way so that the three little ones could take their time in picking it out.

While he was at it, he went next door to the parent-child clothing store and asked the shopper to pick up a parent-child outfit for himself.

Tomorrow, he was going to wear it with Anna and take the three kids to kindergarten!