Shen Mingzhu tenderly touched her son's reddened cheeks. "It's all red. Guoguo may be little, but he sure has some strength."
As she spoke, Shen Mingzhu gently pinched her daughter's soft, tender cheeks. "You ungrateful little thing, your brother is so good to you, giving up playing on his birthday, just to stay here with you, and yet you hit him."
"Mom, it really doesn't hurt."
Pei Ziheng pulled Shen Mingzhu's hand away and rubbed the slightly reddened cheeks of Little Guoguo.
Little Guoguo didn't understand anything and thought her mother and brother were just playing with her, grinning with drool flowing from her mouth.
"Mom, go make lunch. I'll stay here with Guoguo."
There, you're the real siblings, and I'm the stepmother.
Shen Mingzhu got up, ready to return under the sun shade, when Zhao Yun and the twins happily ran back from afar.
"Aunt Mingzhu, we found so many mushrooms, we can have an extra dish for lunch!"
"Auntie, I also found mushrooms. Look!"