Ming Mei carefully held Yousheng in her arms again, gently rocking him: "Don't cry, mommy's got you, but... please don't move around, okay?"
Tears hung on Yousheng's little face, he didn't quite understand what Ming Mei said, but he nodded obediently anyway.
Kang Chen saw that Yousheng wasn't moving around and said, "Let's go, get in the car and head home."
Kang Chen reached out to grab Xizeer's little hand: "You've been taking care of mommy for a month now, it's been hard on you, do you want a reward?"
Xizeer shook his head: "No need."
Taking care of mommy was his responsibility, receiving a reward felt like a transaction, and he didn't like that.
Kang Chen thought about it, somewhat understanding Xizeer's thoughts, and patted his head: "You little rascal, thinking too much."
The whole family got into the car, and with the son right beside him, Kang Chen still couldn't help but put his arm around Ming Mei,
and said with distress: "Honey, look, I've lost weight,"
