Yueyue's little face was flushed red from the sun: "Brother, you have a lot of sweat on your forehead, let me wipe it for you."
Yangyang usually eats a lot and is a little taller. Yueyue tiptoed slightly to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Lin Dongliang felt his affection was overflowing; he had followed them all the way here and found the two little ones to be very clever.
Finally, they arrived at the hospital lobby, where there was some cool air, but the two little ones were frightened by the long staircase in front of them.
Yueyue turned to look at Yangyang: "Brother, this staircase is so long. Do you think the two of us can make it up?"
Yangyang was also a little uncertain. His eyes kept flickering, but finally he nodded firmly.
"Of course there's no problem. If Mom can go up there, we can go up there too. If we get tired, we can just rest. Let's go."
Yangyang took Yueyue's hand and took on the responsibility of carrying the rice bucket.
The two little ones climbed the stairs shakily, taking a break after every two steps. Before they had even climbed halfway up the stairs, their legs were already trembling.
Yueyue let go of Yangyang's hand: "Brother, let's carry the lunchbox together. You'll get tired by yourself. I'll walk ahead and hold onto the railing, and you follow behind me. We'll get there soon."
Yangyang nodded. Even though they were sweating profusely, the two little ones didn't give up. Thinking of their mother's surprised and delighted expression, they didn't even care about their own legs and insisted on carrying the insulated bucket uphill.
Wang Zhande, who had just come downstairs, saw the two little ones and was so captivated by them that he couldn't move.
"Yueyue and Yangyang, did you two come here by yourselves?"
He squatted down, wanting to lend a hand, but Yangyang waved his hand, panting.
"Thank you, Uncle Wang. My sister and I can manage on our own. You told us how to get here yesterday, and we remembered the way, so we came here by ourselves today."
Seeing the two little ones climbing up using both their hands and feet, Wang Zhande's heart felt as if it had melted into a bowl of water.
"You two are so great! Do you need any help from your uncle?"
Yueyue stopped, holding onto the railing with one hand. Although her little face was flushed from exhaustion, she still shook her head.
"Uncle Wang, no need. Mom said that we should do things ourselves. My brother and I want to see Dad as soon as possible. This is our surprise for Mom."
When Ye Zhanying saw the two little ones, she couldn't resist going up to pinch them, but Qi Zecheng grabbed her from behind with one hand.
"These are two little children, not your toys. You might accidentally break them."
Ye Zhanying stopped in her tracks, her eyes filled with longing, and kept pounding the wall with one hand.
Her voice unconsciously rose in pitch: "How can there be such an adorable child in this world? I wish Xie Zhiyan had been half as cute as this when he was little!"
Her eyes sparkled with excitement; although she didn't have children yet, her maternal instincts had already been awakened.
"Luckily, Shu Ying is amazing, she's so good at having children. When will I be able to have a child like that with Lin Xiuyuan?"
After she finished speaking, she looked at Qi Zecheng next to her and said, "Hey, should I have a boy or a girl? I prefer a son, so I can hit him whenever I'm unhappy. But I think Lin Xiuyuan might prefer a daughter. I always see him carrying his niece on his shoulders."
But she quickly added, "However, Lin Xiuyuan is very quiet and gentle. It would be nice if he had a daughter who looks like her father."
Her voice wasn't very loud; it was barely audible to Qi Zecheng.
Qi Zecheng glanced at her with some disdain and subtly moved further away from her.
"How could you have accidentally blurted out your true feelings? How presumptuous is that for Lin Xiuyuan?"
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