Chi Erchuan was quite helpless and somewhat embarrassed.

Chi Wuhu clicked his tongue and said, "I think she's trying to avoid washing the dishes, isn't she? Why is she running so fast?"

My nephew, Xingxing, readily agreed: "I think so."

"right!"

Chi Tang clapped her hands and shouted loudly in response to her fifth brother and nephew.

Aunt Chi and the others, who were initially quite upset, started laughing.

My mood has improved a lot.

"You guys."

Aunt Chi only smiled and said half of that sentence, and then stopped there.

But whether it was criticism or encouragement, everyone could tell.

"Smack!"

"Yay! Yay! Yay!"

Xiao Wu and Xingxing gave each other a high five and encouraged one another: "Keep it up, nephew!"

"Uncle led us well!" Xingxing responded maturely.

"puff!"

"Hahaha."

Looking at the mischievous children, the resentment that had been churning in the adults' chests quickly dissipated.

Hearing his family's laughter, Chi Erchuan finally smiled, a smile he hadn't shown in a long time.

He pulled Chi Tang into his arms, his expression incredibly tender, his eyes seeming to hold the gentlest ocean in the world:

"Tangtang is getting prettier and prettier."

None of his brothers look like him.

Only his younger sister resembled him by about 50%.

Seeing Tangtang's appearance, Chi Erchuan felt a pang of pain in his heart.

If his child had been born back then, he would be crying and fussing now, calling out "Daddy" and "Mommy," and playing around...

"You're right!" Chi Tang smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons.

Chi Erchuan was even more enamored with his younger sister's cleverness.

Seeing this, Aunt Chi couldn't help but say something—?