"This child is such a pain day in and day out." Mom Li pulled back her hand and rubbed the corners of her eyes. "She makes me so mad I'm getting wrinkles."
Dad Li glanced at her, thinking to himself that she was nearly forty, so wrinkles were hardly abnormal, but he dared not say it aloud. Instead, he said, "Stop getting so worked up. It's still early, you won't be late. Aren't young people nowadays all like this? Loving to sleep in isn't some huge problem."
"Eat your breakfast. It's all because you spoil her." Mom Li glared at him and shoved a carton of milk across the table toward him.
Chapter 17