"We can't possibly give birth to two child prodigies. So what if they're slower than others? And it's not like being a little late in speaking means they're unhealthy. Stop worrying about this and that every day and always saying whatever you want. What's wrong with you? If they could earn 30,000 per illustration like you do, I'd be laughing in my sleep."
Liang Zhirou rested her head on his shoulder, took his outstretched hand, and nodded gently.
Listening to Chen Lu's gentle words of comfort, she vaguely recalled the time when the two of them first met.
afternoon.
Xiao Xunfang came to see the child, and Liang Zhirou couldn't help but ask about how many months old she was before she could call her mother.
"I remember when you were eight months old."
Xiao Xunfang hugged Chen Yunqi and looked up as she recalled, "Whenever your dad was home, he was like glue to you. He would hold you and never let go. I couldn't even take him away from you."
So most other kids call out "Mom" first, but you called out "Dad" first.
Xiao Xunfang's lips suddenly curled up slightly.
"Your dad was dozing off when he heard you call him 'Dad,' and he jumped up in excitement."
"He doesn't actually smile much, but that day he was grinning like an idiot all day. The next day, your dad went to work in another city, and the bus driver kept urging him to get on the bus, but he insisted on hearing you call him 'Dad' a couple more times before he finally got on, looking back every few steps. And then..."
Xiao Xunfang was speaking with a smile when he suddenly realized something. He stopped abruptly, and his expression gradually returned to calm, like a pebble falling into water, which initially smiled brightly but eventually left no ripples.
She's really getting senile. Liang Zhirou used to cry when she heard about her father. Why is she bringing this up with this girl of all people...?
Just as Xiao Xunfang was regretting her actions and wanted to change the subject, Liang Zhirou smiled at her despite having tears in her eyes.
"When I called him 'Dad' first, weren't you jealous?"
Xiao Xunfang was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "Of course I was jealous. I was so envious back then."
She stared blankly at the girl holding the child in front of her, speechless for a moment.
Xiao Xunfang suddenly realized that her daughter seemed to have changed.
This girl was already very strong, and now she's become even more mature.
Liang Zhirou smiled faintly, lowered her eyes and said nothing more, but gently stroked Mu Xue's soft little hand in her arms, trying to hold back her tears completely.
She is already happier than ever, and it would be too spoiled for her to cry and whine about the past.
Chen Muxue perhaps sensed something, wiped her slightly moist eyes with her small hand, and suddenly said:
"Awoowa~ma~"
The child didn't know when to stop, and poked Liang Zhirou's eyes until they hurt, but she didn't care about such things at all.
Liang Zhirou is easily satisfied; even a similar syllable that her daughter happens to utter can make her so excited that she almost cries.
"What did you just say?" Liang Zhirou lifted Chen Muxue up, their eyes met, and her throat trembled with nervousness.
Chen Muxue's chubby arms kept tugging at her, as if she wanted a hug, while she mumbled with difficulty:
"Mommy~"
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