Bella Acker thought about how she used to be in poor health and was a pampered young lady who had never done any manual work, so asking her to help move things seemed a bit unfair to her.
"Bella, you just help me move the washing machine, and I'll move the other small items with the kids later." Bella Acker said.
Holding a pile of clothes, Bea pointed with her chin at the few children crowded at the door of the canteen, saying, "You want them to help move? Are any of them even five years old?"
Bella Acker felt a bit awkward, "The oldest is just five."
"Kids that young can't really carry anything." Bea rolled her eyes. "Stop fussing and hurry up so we can eat. I haven't had dinner yet." With that said, she picked up a pile of clothes and headed inside.
Bella Acker felt very touched and picked up a stack of clothes and followed her in.
Bea turned her head to ask, "Where should I put these?"
"In Aunt Sienna's room. Follow me." Bella Acker took the lead.
