Gu Xiaobei freed one hand, pinching Xiaopang's little nose, "You're a big sister, you can't fight with Doudou."
Xiaopang was so upset that she was about to cry, clutching tightly onto Gu Xiaobei's arm, "Mommy, put brother down, and hold Pangpang."
Gu Xiaobei handed Doudou to Wen Xiuqing who was standing by the Kang - traditional Chinese bed-stove - put her arms around Xiaopang and said, "Holding Xiaopang, are you satisfied now?"
Xiaopang nodded vigorously, hugging Gu Xiaobei's neck tightly.
"So, can mommy hold brother too?" Gu Xiaobei teased her on purpose.
Xiaopang nodded again, "Holding brother is fine."
Wen Xiuqing laughed and said, "Indeed, blood is thicker than water. Anything less just wouldn't do."
Mo Wang also ran over on his own, seeing mom sitting on the bed, seemingly put at ease instantly. He leaned against the Kang - traditional Chinese bed-stove - grinning and watching his mom and sister.
