Shen Qinghe was drawing a design, while Doudou and Juanjuan were watching cartoons.

Doudou is the older sister and Juanjuan is the younger brother.

Looking at the brother and sister leaning against each other, eating snacks and discussing the content of cartoons, Shen Qinghe pursed her lips and smiled, thinking of when Juanjuan was just born.

Doudou is the nickname He Xiuyun gave to her beloved granddaughter. He Xiuyun hopes that her beloved granddaughter will reap what she sows throughout her life.

Before Juanjuan was born, He Xiuyun was looking forward to having another little Doudou every day. But when she found out that the baby was a boy, she was very disappointed.

"Mom, please give the second child a nickname." Jiang Chunlin said to He Xiuyun while holding his son.

He Xiuyun is making cloth shoes for Doudou. Cloth shoes are not as beautiful as fashion shoes, but they are comfortable to wear.

Doudou is different from other children. She doesn’t compare her clothes with other children. She is a practical person and runs around every day wearing the cloth shoes made by her grandmother.

A classmate laughed at her for wearing old-fashioned cloth shoes, and she retorted, "My pretty face will look good even with the most tacky shoes. You are so ugly, no matter how pretty your shoes are, they will not look good on you."

The classmate was so angry that he started crying and ran home to complain to his mother, "Doudou said I was ugly."

The classmate's mother coaxed her daughter. Looking at her ordinary face, she couldn't say that Doudou was ugly and her daughter was pretty.

After hearing what Jiang Chunlin said, He Xiuyun didn't even raise her head. She reached out to adjust her reading glasses and continued to sew the soles of her shoes.

"I don't want a grandson, just name him yourself."

She hoped for a daughter but didn't, but finally she had a granddaughter.

She now feels disgusted when she looks at those grandchildren’s heads. They are not as pretty as her own. They are so beautiful and they feel soft and fragrant when she holds them in her arms.

Jiang Chunlin looked down at his son in his arms. The little guy was playing with bubbles. Seeing his naturally curly hair, he said directly, "Then let's call him Juanjuan."

"Okay, let's call her Juanjuan." He Xiuyun said indifferently.

Jiang Chunlin glanced at He Xiuyun and the corners of his mouth twitched. It was too obvious that he favored girls over boys.

He carried Juanjuan back to the bedroom and asked Shen Qinghe what his son's name was.

Shen Qinghe thought for a moment and said, "Let's call him Jiang Yiqing."

Seeing Shen Qinghe spoke casually, Jiang Chunlin's mouth twitched again. Well, even his son's name was given casually.

Pulling his son's leg and taking a look, he whispered, "It would be great if you were gone after you wake up."

At this moment, little Juanjuan urinated directly on his chest, soaking his clothes, and urine stains were dripping down from under his collar.

Jiang Chunlin's body froze.

He Xiuyun heard the noise and looked up. "It's not dirty for a child to pee. Hurry up and change Juanjuan's diaper. I thought you were pouring water into the cup and it spilled." The voice sounded very similar, especially loud.

When Juanjuan learned to walk, he was just one year old. He walked unsteadily and wobbly, and looked like he was going to fall at any time.

Doudou held a lollipop in front of her to tempt Juanjuan, "Juanjuan, walk more. If you catch up with me, I will give you the lollipop."

Juanjuan grinned and drooled.

Doudou pulled a handkerchief out of Juanjuan's coat pocket, held it between two fingers, and held it in front of Juanjuan, "Juanjuan, you are already one year old. You should be a sensible brother and wipe your saliva yourself."

Juanjuan clumsily picked up the handkerchief to wipe the saliva, and ended up smearing it all over her face.

Doudou sighed, squatted down, and carefully wiped the saliva off Juanjuan's face, educating her as he wiped, "Juanjuan, you are already one year old and can walk. If you don't know how to wipe your saliva, other children will laugh at you."

"Jiejie..." Juanjuan grinned at Doudou.

Doudou's little body froze, and he stared at Juanjuan with wide eyes, looking at him in disbelief, "What did you call me just now?"

"Jiejie..." Juanjuan called again.

Doudou excitedly picked up Juanjuan and ran into the house.

She was only six years old and almost fell down while holding Juanjuan. Jiang Chunlin quickly pulled the siblings into his arms.

"Dad, Juanjuan can call Jiejie now." Doudou said to Jiang Chunlin excitedly.

Jiang Chunlin didn't understand, "What's the introduction?"

"Jiejie is the older sister. Juanjuan's pronunciation is not correct because he hasn't started kindergarten yet and the teacher hasn't taught him yet, so he doesn't know how to do it." Doudou said seriously.

Jiang Chunlin almost burst out laughing.

Looking at Doudou lovingly, "Doudou is right. Juanjuan's pronunciation is not correct because he has not yet started school. After the summer vacation, you will be in the first grade. Do you have to teach Juanjuan how to speak?"

Doudou tilted her head and thought about it. As an older sister, she should teach her younger brother how to speak.

Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing for her to take her brother who can't speak clearly out.

Affects her image as a big sister.

From then on, Doudou had one more thing to do during the summer vacation: teaching his younger brother to speak.

Before she started school, she finally taught her younger brother to call her sister instead of Jiejie.

"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Chunlin came back from outside and saw Shen Qinghe smiling foolishly at the two children. He sat down beside her, put his arm around her shoulders and asked.

Shen Qinghe was so frightened that she trembled and reached out to hit Jiang Chunlin, "You walked without making any sound, you scared me."

"You are thinking too much." Jiang Chunlin said with a smile, "What were you thinking about just now?"

"I was thinking about Doudou and Juanjuan's childhood. It's true that there is no need to worry about the growth of seedlings. In the blink of an eye, they grew up." Shen Qinghe said, looking at the pair of children.

Jiang Chunlin glanced at Doudou, acting like an older sister.

Juanjuan was taught by his grandmother since he was a child that his sister was the only princess in the family and he had to protect her even though he was her younger brother.

So, Juanjuan, who was stuffing potato chips into his mouth, saw that there was only one potato chip left in the bag, and without hesitation handed it to his sister, "Sister, the last piece is for you."

Doudou was engrossed in watching cartoons. Upon hearing this, he reached out to take the potato chips, broke them in half, and stuffed one half into his own mouth and the other half into Juanjuan's mouth.

"How about we have another child?" Shen Qinghe blurted out as she looked at the friendly brother and sister.

Jiang Chunlin decisively refused, "No, the more children the more suffering the mother has. You have to work and take care of them for the past two years, and you have suffered a lot.

It's not easy for the two of us to take care of each other, and you've been freed, so why do you want to have another baby? If not, then don't have one." Jiang Chunlin whispered in Shen Qinghe's ear, "If I get pregnant again, I'll have to stay single for a few months, which will ruin my happiness."

Shen Qinghe blushed and hit Jiang Chunlin's arm. They were already an old couple, but he was still as enthusiastic about that thing as a young boy.

Except for those inconvenient days every month, every night is busy.

"Qinghe." Luo Aixiang's voice sounded outside the door.

Doudou was the first to run out, "Aunt Xiang."

Luo Aixiang immediately pushed her son into Li Yunting's arms, caught Doudou who ran over, kissed her on the face several times, and looked at her curiously.

"Aunt Xiang misses you so much, do you miss me?"

"I thought about it." Doudou hugged Luo Aixiang's thighs and looked straight at the bag in Li Yunting's hand.