Yangyang clung tightly to Haitong’s neck.
Despite his maturity, he was still just a young child, worried that the adults’ affection would shift to his new cousin, leaving him less loved.
Having been the centre of attention, it was natural for him to feel anxious with a new cousin in the picture. Thankfully, he adored his little cousin, even telling his mum he wanted to call his friends to brag.
He was a big brother now, with a little brother of his own.
Long Ting: I have a brother and a sister.
Yangyang: …Just wait. In a few years, my mum will give me a sister, and my auntie will too.
Then he’d have a real sister and a cousin sister. Hmph.
Long Ting’s parents wouldn’t have more kids. They already had two, plus Long Ting, making three.
Though Ye Junbo and his wife weren’t Long Ting’s biological parents, only adoptive ones, in Long Ting’s heart, they were his mum and dad. Yangyang saw them as Long Ting’s real parents too.
Mu Qing had twins, a boy and a girl, completing their family. They wouldn’t have more kids; two were enough, and with their adopted son Long Ting, they had three.
In Yangyang’s eyes, Long Ting wouldn’t get more siblings unless the uncles in the Jun family had more kids later, giving Long Ting new cousins.
Yangyang then thought of his uncle’s family, with all their uncles and aunts. The kids those aunts would have would also be his siblings.
Hmph, he wouldn’t lose to Long Ting.
No more showing off for Long Ting.
Long Ting: …
He hadn’t been showing off, had he? He was just a bit jealous when he saw Yangyang playing with his sister, saying that Yan was his sister, not Yangyang’s.
Yangyang had held a grudge ever since, secretly competing with him.
After a while, Yangyang let go of Haitong’s neck.
Turning, he walked to the old lady, looked up, and said, “Great-Grandma, I want to see my little brother.”
The old lady bent down so he could see the baby.
“Great-Grandma, my brother looks different.”
Yangyang was amazed to find his brother really did look better.
“Cuter, right?”
Yangyang nodded eagerly.
Hailing and her husband came in, greeting the old lady and the others before handing her sister a bouquet.
“Sis, Xiaojun already gave me flowers.”
“Xiaojun’s gift is her sentiment; this is mine.”
Haitong laughed. “I’ll carry both bouquets later then.”
“Have you sorted the discharge papers?”
“Not yet. Zhan Yin will handle them soon.”
Hailing asked, “Everything packed?”
Shen Xiaojun answered, “Hailing, when we got here, Tongtong had already packed. Look, she’s changed, just waiting to head home.”
Hailing smiled and asked Shen Xiaojun, “Left your son at home?”
“Yeah, it’s the weekend, everyone’s free, so my mother-in-law’s watching him. She treats him like the apple of her eye, absolutely adores him.”
Grandparents’ love.
Mrs. Su doted on her grandson immensely.
Sunan said his mum wasn’t even that attentive to him as a child.
Now with a grandson, sons were pushed aside.
Zhan Yin came out of the bathroom, seeing his sister-in-law and her husband.
“Sis, Dongming.”
