Grandma Fu quickly lowered the little grandson in her arms so that her granddaughter could see him.
Fu Yuan looked at his wrinkled brother and asked his grandmother in confusion, "Grandma, why is my brother so ugly?"
Hearing this, Grandma Fu couldn't help but smile and said, "Newborn babies are all like this. It will get better after a while. You were like this when you were a child, too."
Fu Yuan nodded his little head, and then thought of something, "Does my brother look like me when I was little?"
Grandma Fu smiled and said, "If you look closely, they are very similar."
Fu Yuan felt relieved when she heard this. People at home praised her for her good looks every day. If her younger brother looked a lot like her, he would definitely be very handsome when he grew up.
Luo Yue, who was standing aside, looked at Fu Yuan and the other person in front of her. She tugged at the corner of Han Wanying's clothes with her little hands and looked ahead with curiosity.
Han Wanying felt someone pulling the corner of her clothes tighter and tighter, then she looked down at the little girl, who was staring at Fu Yuan with curiosity, so she whispered, "If you're curious, go and take a look. Sister is waiting for you here."
Luo Yue shook her head a little embarrassedly, but her eyes were still full of curiosity.
Han Wanying coaxed softly, "It's okay. Aren't you and Sister Fu Yuan good friends? You can just go up and ask. We have to be brave children. We have to speak up when we have little mouths."
Han Wanying could actually go forward and help Luo Yue ask, but Luo Yue was too introverted, and Han Wanying wanted her to learn to communicate more with others.
Luo Yue's expression was still very conflicted, but seeing the encouraging eyes of her sister and brother, she mustered up the courage to step forward and said to Fu Yuan and the others with a well-behaved expression, "Grandma, sister, can I take a look at my brother?"
Hearing the soft voice, they also turned their attention to Luo Yue. After hearing Luo Yue's words, they quickly replied: "Of course you can, you can also pinch your brother's little hand."
Luo Yue carefully reached out and touched her brother's hand, and said in surprise: "Your hand is so soft."
Seeing Luo Yue and Fu Yuan looking at their little brother again, Han Wanying felt that they had been there long enough, and shouted to Luo Yue: "Zizi, we are going back. Let sister and grandma go back and take good care of auntie."
Luo Yue quickly withdrew her gaze from the child, but still shyly asked Grandma Fu Yuan, "Grandma, can I still come to see my brother tomorrow?"
Grandma Fu Yuan nodded and said with a smile, "Of course you can. We all welcome you to come."
Upon hearing this, Luo Yue was happy and said with a smile: "Thank you grandma, sister, and brother."
Looking at Luo Yue's happy expression, Luo Xing felt mixed emotions. He held Han Wanying's arm and was very glad that his sister went out that afternoon and met Han Wanying. Otherwise, he couldn't imagine what the ending would be for them.
Han Wanying originally wanted to help Luo Xing back, but seeing Luo Xing deep in thought, she whispered, "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"
Luo Xing replied, "It's okay. I just want to thank you, sister. If I hadn't met you, I don't know how my sister and I would have survived. The life we have now is something I couldn't even imagine."
Han Wanying supported Luo Xing and spoke slowly, "There's no such possibility. Even if you hadn't met me, you would definitely have lived well."
At this time, Luo Yue also came back jumping, smiling and stretched out a hand to support Luo Xing.
The little mouth kept saying: "Sister, brother, my little brother looks so small, and his little hands are so soft. I dare not use force when touching him, for fear of hurting his little brother. Sister, are all children so soft when they are born?"
Luo Xing answered his sister's question before Han Wanying could, "Of course, you were also soft when you were born, just a small ball."
When Luo Yue heard this, she immediately became curious and asked, "Really? What did I look like when I was little? Was I wrinkled like my brother?"
Listening to the two children chattering, Han Wanying did not respond, but just watched them talk with a smile.
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