The days seemed to pass peacefully for two days. Little Baozi gradually got used to having a little sister at home.
This little sister isn't like the clever and capable Sister Nana; she's quiet and well-behaved for long periods, occasionally showing a bit of nervousness like a Little Bunny in her eyes.
Even though Little Baozi admired Sister Nana, he was, after all, a young boy with a strong sense of pride and preferred having a sister who could rely on him.
"Tongtong, I'll show you how to stack these blocks." Baozi taught his little sister how to play with his blocks, hand in hand.
Mrs. Lu walked out of the kitchen and happened to see the two little children kneeling by the table, pressed close together like a picture. She couldn't help but smile knowingly and walked over, calling out, "Zhengzheng, feed your sister some juice."
Two freshly squeezed glasses of orange juice were placed on the glass table, with Mrs. Lu thoughtfully inserting two straws into the cups.
