"Mom, listen, listen, you worry too much all day." Yang Chuxia helplessly said to Ruoqiu, "If that were my mother-in-law, I would be under so much pressure. You don't know how she has said this three times in a month."
"Pfft..." Ruoqiu couldn't help but laugh after hearing it.
Chen Yazhu didn't know why the adults were all laughing, but he followed suit and giggled as he nibbled on his snack.
"It's all because of you, little one, bringing up this topic, and you're still laughing." Yang Chuxia pinched his little nose, but he laughed even more.
Struggling to get down from Ruoqiu's arms, he ran to Yang Chuxia with a snack in his hand and called out, "Auntie eat, auntie eat, baby eat too."
"If auntie eats, does that mean baby has eaten too?" Yang Chuxia asked in surprise.
Who would have known that the little rascal would nod his head repeatedly, his eyes squeezed shut in laughter.
"What have you been teaching your son? How does he even know this?"
