Mummy: When you grow up and become a mummy, I will be old then. I will have white hair….
Xuan: HUH! My goodness.. then how? I dun grow up.. then you dun grow old ok!
Mummy: haha… it is like that. Xuan grows up, mummy will grow old. Will you stay with me and take care of me?
Xuan: YES YES! We all stay together ok.
Mummy: You will take care of me ok.
Xuan: I am still so small.. I dun know how to… I ask papa to take care of you… (and off calling for papa to convey this important message!)
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