Lian Xinying feels that if she keeps arguing with Miaomiao, she's bound to lose.
Because isn't there a saying that the waves of the Yangtze River push forward? Miaomiao is the wave she gave birth to!
Lian Xinying holds her son's hand and walks ahead.
Miaomiao feels she needs her brother more right now, so she calls out in a sweet voice, "Brother! Brother, play with me!"
In terms of play, it's definitely the most fun when Xiaocheng plays with her.
Because the kids' high points are not something adults can easily touch.
Yan Ye places Miaomiao on the ground, and Miaomiao immediately wobbles over to Xiaocheng.
Only after taking her brother's hand does she feel content.
Yan Ye walks behind Lian Xinying and wraps his arms around her waist.
"Did our daughter smell bad just now?" Yan Ye is curious.
"It wasn't just a bit smelly." Lian Xinying feels a lingering fright.
"Do you think it's amazing how our daughter can fart whenever she wants?" Yan Ye's focus is a bit unusual.
