Newborn babies were really different every day.
The current Fu Xiaobao weighed fifteen pounds. He was a size bigger than when he was born. His small face was fair, tender, and chubby.
When Shi Qian returned to the Fu family's old residence, Old Master and Wen Lan were swimming with Xiaobao.
Xiaobao had a swimming ring around his neck. His small hands were clenched into fists, and he was frowning slightly. Under the water, his legs, which were like thick lotus roots, were kicking non-stop. He looked as if every part of his body was exerting strength.
"Xiaobao!" Shi Qian came to the edge of the pool and clapped her hands at Xiaobao.
"Mom is back!" The Old Master teased Xiaobao with the duck. "Xiaobao, come to Great-Grandpa."
Fu Xiaobao had already heard his mother's voice and actually looked in Shi Qian's direction without hesitation. He stared at her with all his might.
