When the little lamb cried, Nianyang immediately picked up her daughter to soothe her, and Li Tingyan lost the mood to scold the second child.
Nervously approached, "How's the little lamb?"
"I told you to keep your voice down, look, you've made the little lamb cry."
Nianyang glared at Li Tingyan and kissed and rocked her daughter. The little lamb kept crying with her eyes closed, her face red and pitiful.
"You little rascal, see, you've upset your sister again."
Li Tingyan glared at the second child. His tears came and went quickly. Upon hearing his sister's cries, he instantly became obedient.
One must know, at home, the sister is the treasure, and he couldn't outshine her for affection. When the sister cried, he was doomed to be unlucky.
At this moment, the eldest child slowly crawled over, "Mom."
Nianyang glanced at her eldest son, "Do you want to comfort your sister?"
"Yes."
