Xizeer pouted, "No need."
Ming Mei squatted down. Whenever she spoke to Xizeer, she never stood and looked down at him; she always squatted in front of him. She said, "Xizeer, this is your home. Maybe... it still feels unfamiliar to you now, but we are family. We have a long time to get to know each other. In the future... your dad, grandpa, brother, and I are all your family. Every one of us loves you very much."
Ming Mei wanted to quickly dissolve the child's sense of alienation from the family. Yet she knew it wouldn't be quick. However, seeing him in this home, feeling like an outsider, made her very upset.
Xizeer's lips moved slightly, trying to say something, but in the end, he didn't speak.
Ming Mei, in front of him, told him the old man was his grandpa, Kang Chen was his dad, Yousheng was his brother, but never once did she say she was his mom, nor did she ask him to call her mom.
Xizeer twitched his lips.
Ming Mei looked at the time; it was already 11 o'clock.
