Seeing this, Mu Qing said a little helplessly: "My daughter is only a few months old, and the father has started to guard against the pigs in each family, for fear that other people's pigs will eat his own cabbage."

Haitong smiled: "That person in your family is thinking too far-sighted. How old is the child?"

After a pause, he said: "It would probably be the same if it were my Zhan Yin."

"Do you still take them with you normally? Have you returned to work?"

Mu Qing replied: "I haven't fully gone to work yet. I occasionally go to take care of business. Jun Bo asked me to wait until the child is a month old before going to work."

"The children are growing up day by day, and they will become clingy when they are a little older. I used to leave them to my grandparents for a day, but now I can't. Now I don't see each other for several hours, let alone my son. Girls who don�t like to cry will cry so much that no one can coax them, and I have to come back and hug them to coax them.�

"That's right, I know how to walk, and I prefer to stick to it. There are little followers wherever I go. It will be better when I go to kindergarten. You can tell by watching my sister take Yangyang. My sister is pretty good. I help her share the burden. Yes, Yangyang is willing to follow me."

Mu Qing looked at the child, "Actually, I can't bear to leave it. After having a child, whenever I go out, I will always think about the child, fearing that they will cry or be hungry."

"Auntie, auntie."

Yangyang suddenly ran over, threw his arms into Haitong's arms, raised his head and begged: "Auntie, can you give me a younger sister? I don't want a younger brother."

He likes his little sister so much.

But the little sister is Long Ting's.

Not his.

He doesn't have a little sister.

The little baby in my cousin's house is also a little brother, and he doesn't have a little sister.

Haitong said funny: "You said the thing in my aunt's belly belongs to my little brother."

Yangyang pouted.

It's what he said, can he change it?

"Yangyang, come here."

Mu Qing waved to Yangyang.

Yangyang walked up to Mu Qing. Mu Qing pulled him close, then picked him up and let him sit on her lap. She asked softly, "Did you quarrel with Long Ting?"

"No."

Yangyang denied the quarrel, and said childishly: "But Long Ting is right, the little sister is his little sister, and he also calls her Aunt Mu, so the little sister is his."

"Aunt Mu, I like my little sister very much. I really want a little sister. How about you give me your little sister, okay?" JrNovels.com