Why did Xiaobao's question make him feel embarrassed?
This was the first time she had seen this man show such emotion; in her impression, he was always strategizing, as if everything was under his control.
Zhixi vaguely felt that she might have grasped something...
Xiaobao was still eagerly waiting for his dad's answer, when suddenly, he found himself hanging in mid-air. With a yell, he realized he was sitting on his mom's lap.
Zhixi looked at him sternly, "Don't ask for a little sister or little brother again! Do you know how hard it is for mom to have a brother or sister? When mom had you, a cut was made on her belly!"
Xiaobao's face turned pale with fright, "Really... Really?"
"Of course," Zhixi nodded affirmatively, "If we're not careful, mom might even die."
At this, Xiaobao burst into tears, tightly hugging her neck, "Mommy, I don't want a little sister anymore! I don't want you to die!"
