"Zixuan, come quick, look how beautifully the flowers are blooming over here." Amidst the boundless apricot blossom forest, a woman clad in purple roamed through the trees, with a tall man following behind her. The man's gaze was constantly fixed on the lively figure ahead.
"Jinghan, slow down, be careful, the apricot trees have thorns too," Zixuan called out helplessly from behind Jinghan.
A short distance behind the two of them, Mrs. Qian held a little boy, roughly about one year old, while Chunxing led another boy by the hand, about three or four years old, who was very cute. As Mrs. Qian walked, she said, "Already a mother of two, yet Jinghan is still so active."
Chunxing laughed, "The lady has always been like this, appearing to be happy every day. No matter what happens, just seeing her smile makes one feel very comfortable."
