"Mom, mom... I want to see my little brother." Yang Qingwen stood on tiptoe, tugging anxiously at the corner of Wang Pandi's dress with her small hand.
"Alright, alright, don't worry, your little brother won't run away." Wang Pandi looked at the little girl with amusement, turned around and sat down on a rattan chair, placing Jiang Zihan gently on her lap to allow Yang Qingwen a better look.
"Mom, the one you're holding is little brother Zi Hui. His face is slightly smaller than Zi Han's. And the one in your hand is elder brother Zi Han, he's easier to recognize because he has a small mole behind his left ear." Wang Miaomiao introduced the differences between the two kids so it would be easier to identify and interact with them.
Hearing Wang Miaomiao's introduction, Wang Pandi immediately checked.
