"Nothing." Little Yichen blushed as he shyly shook his head. "I just think that mommy looks very pretty when smiling."
"Such sweet words."
She could not help pinching his cheek, yet her actions were gentle.
Suddenly, she turned to look around. "Where's Youyou?"
"Eh? He was just beside me moments ago." He panically looked all over for his brother's trail.
Finally, her sharp eyes spotted the little guy. He was picking up crabs by the seaside.
Helpless, she called out to him. "Youyou, what are you doing?!"
Youyou was squatting at the seaside with his hands around his legs. After the waves ebbed, the sight of the little crabs' constant struggles in the sand fascinated him.
He found this scene to be very interesting.
The little crabs were so small, not even half of his palm's size.
