Overjoyed, Madam Ji burst into tears and embraced Ji Zeqian tightly.
Her incredulous eyes were fixed on him: "Xiao Qian, say it again."
His voice trembled slightly with excitement, filled with anticipation.
Seemingly disliking this contact, Ji Zeqian frowned and struggled in Madam Ji's arms with a blank expression.
However, Madam Ji was so engrossed in the joy of her youngest son finally speaking that she did not notice anything amiss.
Until Ji Zeqian let out a sharp, explosive scream: "Ahhhhh... Ahhhhh..."
Madam Ji was startled and quickly let go.
"Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian, don't call me that. I'm sorry, Mommy shouldn't have hugged you..."
No matter how much Madam Ji tried to comfort him, Ji Zeqian continued to scream.
The sound was both jarring and heartbreaking.
Madam Ji's eyes reddened, and her expression was one of deep sorrow.
A small hand landed on Ji Zeqian's head, gently stroking it.
"Sixth brother, it's okay, it's okay." The little voice was soft and sweet, with a comforting power. "Mommy hugged sixth brother because she likes him."
Ji Zeqian's screams gradually subsided under Qi Qi's comforting words.
He looked at Madam Ji, blinked blankly, and seemed confused in his indifferent eyes, as if he didn't quite understand what it meant to like someone.
However, the little girl is so small and well-behaved, he didn't want to scare her.
He used to scream when he was in kindergarten, which scared many children who were older than the little girl to tears.
Thinking of this, Ji Zeqian stopped screaming, his beautiful, obsidian-black eyes looking at his little sister with some helplessness.
He was afraid that his little sister would dislike him because of this.
He didn't want the little girl to dislike him.
As if sensing his unease, Qiqi put down the doll in her arms, stretched out her little arms, and gently wrapped them around Ji Zeqian's shoulders.
She patted Ji Zeqian's back with her little hand and comforted him in a sweet, childish voice, "Sixth Brother is awesome, Qiqi likes Sixth Brother too."
With Qiqi's comforting words, Ji Zeqian's emotions gradually calmed down, and he returned to his previous wooden and cold demeanor.
Madam Ji looked on, feeling somewhat saddened. However, thinking of her youngest son's reactions to Qiqi's arrival, she couldn't help but feel happy again.
For some reason, she suddenly had a feeling that Qiqi might really be able to cure Xiaoqian.
After calming Ji Zeqian down, Qiqi took a bite of the small cake from his hand, squinting her eyes happily as she fed the cake to Ji Zeqian's mouth: "So delicious, Sixth Brother, you should eat it too."
With something in her mouth, Qiqi's speech was a little unclear, but it only made her sound cuter.
Ji Zeqian is actually a germaphobe and never eats anything that other people have touched.
However, he took a bite of the small cake that Qiqi had already asked for without any hesitation.
Madam Ji was once again stunned, but this time she wisely refrained from making a sound to disturb her.
The two little ones shared the cake, and the scene looked very harmonious and loving.
Qiqi ate very slowly, taking small bites with a satisfied expression. One little hand was under her chin, catching the falling cake crumbs, then carefully pouring them into her mouth, as if she couldn't bear to waste a single crumb.
Madam Ji felt a pang of sadness upon seeing this.
Other children as young as Qiqi don't understand anything about waste; they even need to be chased around and fed when they eat.
I wonder how much hardship Qiqi endured to develop such a well-behaved and sensible personality.
"Qiqi, don't worry about the crumbs that fell off. Mommy prepared a lot. If Qiqi doesn't have enough, Mommy can have someone make more. From now on, Qiqi can eat as much as she wants. You don't need to be so frugal."
Qiqi was enjoying a delicious little cake when Mrs. Ji suddenly patted her head. Looking up, she saw Mrs. Ji's pained expression and smiled, "Grandpa Dean said that thrift is a virtue. There are many babies in this world who are more pitiful than Qiqi, and they don't even have a bite to eat. If we save a little, they might have a chance to eat something. Qiqi wants more people to be able to enjoy this delicious little cake!"
The little girl is soft and fluffy, and her smile is like that of an angel, making her irresistibly lovable.
"Qiqi is right, Mom should learn from Qiqi too." The old director really taught Qiqi very well. Madam Ji secretly decided that she would spend more money and energy on charity in the future.
We strive to ensure that every child in the world has enough to eat.
After finishing all the small cakes and fruits, Qiqi smacked her lips with a lingering sense of satisfaction.
The little cakes are so delicious! I wish I could eat them every day.
She ate too much. Of this big plate of small cakes, her sixth brother only ate a few bites, and her mother didn't eat a single bite; they all went into her little belly.
With such a large appetite, won't Mom think raising her is too expensive and not want to raise her anymore?
No, no, she wants to eat even more delicious food!
Qiqi blinked, scrambled to her feet, grabbed the plate of cake, and ran outside.
Madam Ji was taken aback: "Qiqi, are you not full?"
The dean said that Qiqi has a huge appetite; she can eat the equivalent of six normal adults' meals by herself.
This tiny cake probably wouldn't even be enough to fill a gap between her teeth.
Qiqi was now afraid that her mother would think she ate too much and wouldn't want to support her anymore.
She quickly shook her little head like a rattle drum: "I'm full, I'm full. Qiqi ate very little. Qiqi just wanted to wash the plates."
She must behave well so that her mother knows that raising her is worthwhile, and only then will her mother be willing to continue raising her.
As soon as she finished speaking, her stomach let out a "gurgle~".
Qiqi's face immediately turned bright red with embarrassment, and she gave her tummy a punch in frustration.
I told you not to disobey me, to keep barking. I've already fed you so much, why are you still making such a racket? Can't you just be patient?!
"Oh dear..." Seeing her hit her own stomach, Madam Ji hurriedly went over with concern and gently rubbed the spot where she had been hit. "Does it hurt?"
Seeing that her mother still cared about her and didn't seem angry or want to send her away, Qiqi's eyes immediately welled up with tears.
She pouted, lowered her head, and obediently apologized: "I'm sorry, Mommy, Qiqi lied just now. Qiqi wasn't full at all."
Madam Ji didn't pay much attention, but still asked, "Then why did Qiqi lie?"
Qiqi glanced at her cautiously and said softly, "Because Qiqi eats too much, Qiqi is afraid that Mom will dislike Qiqi, think that Qiqi is too difficult to raise, and abandon Qiqi."
Having witnessed how good her parents were to her, she never wanted to go back to the orphanage again.
Although everyone at the orphanage was very kind to her, the orphanage didn't have such delicious little cakes or such a gentle and beautiful mother.
Hearing this, Madam Ji felt even more distressed. How much suffering had Qiqi endured to be so careful even when eating?
“How could Mommy not want Qiqi? Mommy loves Qiqi the most.” Madam Ji suppressed the bitterness in her heart and reached out to touch Qiqi’s head.
Ji Zeqian also ran over, mimicking how Qiqi had hugged him before, and gently gave Qiqi a hug.
He squeezed out two words, one after another: "I like it."
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