Chen Yuejian rolled her eyes and said playfully, "Mother, are you jealous of me?"
"Do I need to be jealous of you?" Song Huaying said smugly, "Your father dotes on me very much. He often sleeps with me, massages me, and washes my feet. You won't be able to enjoy these."
Chen Yuejian was jealous and envious.
She turned to look at Chen An and said coquettishly, "Father, I want you to sleep with me too. Help me massage and wash my feet."
Chen An smiled and said, "That won't do."
"Why!"
Chen Yuejian was puzzled.
Chen An did not know how to explain. He threw this question to his wife and said to his daughter, Chen Yuejian, "Ask your mother about this. As long as she agrees, I don't care."
After successfully diverting the firepower, he carried his third daughter, Chen Jiuli, with one hand and pulled his second daughter, Chen Yi Ke, with the other. He brought the two little fellows out of the cave abode.
Outside the cave abode.