"Ning Xiuyuan!" Ning's mother was somewhat angry, clutching her chest with a look of discomfort.
"Mom, how are you feeling? Don't get angry, your health isn't good, and the doctor said you should avoid getting upset." Ning Xiuyuan hurriedly walked over to help his mother sit down.
The bedroom door was pushed open, and a little boy of about seven or eight came out. When he saw his brother, he ran over quickly, with a shy smile on his face.
Ning Xiuyuan reached out to touch his little brother's head, and his expression softened a bit. Ning's mother, clutching her chest, had tears falling, "If you don't want me to be angry, then stop fighting with people. You need to study hard!"
A knock on the door sounded, and Ning Xiuji quickly ran to open the door. His eyes lit up instantly when he saw the pretty sister standing at the door. The little guy reached out and hugged Qiao Qiqi's leg.
