Feng Qingxue had only been gone for a little while when the sight of Fubao crying her lungs out at home in the absence of her mother was found. Lying on the bed and sobbing, Du Xiaotao, no matter how much he tried to soothe her, failed to do so, sweating in desperation.
And Xibao? He just sat beside his sister, patting her while consistently saying, "Sis, don't cry, don't cry, okay!"
Various toys and treats were piled up beside Fubao but none could capture even a glance from her.
So, when Du Xiaotao spotted the silhouette of Feng Qingxue returning, he let out a big sigh of relief, "My dear sister, you're finally back. Hurry, come and comfort your little girl. She has been crying since you left, and I'm completely at wit's end."
Feng Qingxue quickly set down the first aid box and stood at the edge of the bed clapping her hands, "Fubao, Fubao, has Mommy come back?"
