The boy smiled gently, and just as his father was about to erupt in anger, he suddenly changed the subject, asking the baby with a tender smile, "By the way, can little Niannian write letters?"
Can the baby do that?
Of course she wouldn't!
The little dumpling blinked its silly eyes, its round, bewildered pupils filled with confusion.
"Niannian doesn't know how... what should I do!" The little dumpling's rosy cheeks immediately turned from sunny to cloudy, her little mouth pouting in grievance, looking extremely sad.
The boy remained calm and composed, seemingly unsurprised by the little boy's answer, and without hesitation, he devised a solution:
"Oh, Niannian can't write letters? That's okay, writing letters is easy to learn! Niannian is so smart, she'll definitely learn quickly, and then she can write letters to Daddy and Mommy."
Sure enough, the little baby, who was about to cry again, immediately cleared her eyes, blinked her bright black eyes at her older brother, clenched her little pink fist, and said in a childish voice, "Yes! Niannian is super smart! She will definitely learn it soon!"
Huo Chengche laughed
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