"Mother, don't move. Let me help!"
Qiao Xixi woke from a nap and was just about to get out of bed. Before she could even slip her feet into her shoes, Qiao Ang came running in on his short little legs and helped her lie back down.
"Qiao Ang, Mother needs to get up..."
Qiao Ang's little face was serious. "Mother, you have a little cub in your belly now. Father said you absolutely must not get tired. So if there's anything you want to do, just tell us and we'll do it for you!"
Qiao Xixi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. 'I'm just pregnant with a cub, not paralyzed. Is all this caution really necessary?'
"I'm just staying in the inner city, not going anywhere. If I don't get up and walk around a bit, giving birth to the cub will be very difficult, you know."
"Ah?" Qiao Ang's little face was filled with shock. Being so young, he had no idea what "difficult childbirth" meant.
But he was still very obedient and helped Qiao Xixi get out of bed and go downstairs.
