Mo Shu smiled gently, walked over, took it, and patted her son's head, saying, "Do you want to give it to Mom?"
Little Honey Pot clumsily nodded, then grinned widely.
Mo Shu's heart melted, and she kissed her son, "Thank you, Honey Pot."
Little Honey Pot grinned, smiling so happily.
Little Tangguan was not to be outdone, crawled over to his brother, grabbed a grape, and tried to emulate the gesture of giving it to Mom.
But Mom already had an apple in her hand, so Little Tangguan hesitated, shifted the grape, and held it out towards Yu Siqiao, "Mama!"
Yu Siqiao smiled gently.
Although the people around didn't understand what "Mama" meant, it was clear that the two children were very affectionate towards Yu Siqiao.
Yu Siqiao bent down, intending to take it, but Little Tangguan wouldn't let him, his chubby little hand firmly holding the grape, looking at Dad with a serious face.
Magically, Yu Siqiao actually understood.
