Qin Suxin heard Little Zhaozhao's voice and immediately rushed in from outside the room.
As soon as she entered, she saw Shen Zhaozhao crying a river and her own son sitting opposite, blankly staring at the other child.
Qin Suxin quickly checked Little Zhaozhao's diaper; it was neither wet nor soiled, and then she made some formula for both little ones.
But the little girl's crying didn't stop.
Qin Suxin couldn't help but turn her gaze to her own son. While consoling Shen Zhaozhao, she sternly asked Little Chuyi, "Son, did you bully your sister?"
Zhaozhao had always been well-behaved at their house, and she definitely wouldn't cry without a reason.
And the only suspect in the room was her own son.
Little Chuyi: "Yiyaya…"
He didn't!
Qin Suxin couldn't understand her son's babbling and could only continue to soothe the little girl in her arms, "Zhaozhao, darling, did brother bully you?"
At the mention of the word "brother", Shen Zhaozhao instantly stopped crying, her eyes, soaked with tears, stared in the direction of Sheng Chuyi.
Pointing at him, she babbled in complaint:
Yes, he wouldn't play with her.
Although Qin Suxin couldn't understand her son's rebuttal, she seemed to understand the little girl's complaints and said to Sheng Chuyi, "Son, you must be nice to your sister in the future, you know not to bully her, right?"
However, Little Sheng just grabbed his bottle and decisively rolled over.
When they turned one year old, both little ones had learned to walk and had also learned to snatch things from each other.
That day, Sheng Chuyi's toy was taken, and in his urgency, he pointed towards Shen Zhaozhao: "Zhao... Zhao..."
"Eh? Son, did you just speak?" It was the first time Qin Suxin had heard her son speak, and she wasn't quite sure.
"Zhao… Zhao…" Seeing that the adults didn't help him get the toy back, Sheng Chuyi pointed in the direction of Shen Zhaozhao and called out again.
Qin Suxin now heard it clearly.
Although most children's first words were "mommy" or "daddy", her son's first words were actually the name of the little girl.
"Eh? Our son can speak?"
Mr. Sheng had just walked in the door and heard his son's voice, with Zhaozhao's mother following behind, coming to take her daughter home.
"Indeed, the little guy can say 'Zhaozhao' now."
Although Qin Suxin felt a bit jealous, she was more thrilled: "I knew it. This boy always acts indifferent towards Zhaozhao, but deep down, he really likes our Zhaozhao."
Mr. Sheng laughed heartily and said, "The kids are together every day, just like twins; they're bound to have a good relationship in the future."
Moved by his words, Qin Suxin turned her head to look at Zhaozhao's mother and said, "Look, the children get along so well, why don't we just arrange a betrothal for them?"
Shu Ran brightened up at the idea. It was a good relationship.
She had always felt a bit embarrassed about leaving her daughter next door every day, but if she was going to be their future daughter-in-law, after all, she would be part of their family, so sending her over early seemed alright.
Worst case scenario, she would just prepare a generous dowry later on.
The two families quickly agreed and immediately went out for a meal together to celebrate the engagement.
Ever since the engagement, Qin Suxin truly treated that little girl like her own daughter.
Even her own son had to make room.
Other than sleeping at her own home at night, Shen Zhaozhao spent almost all her other time next door.
If this had happened in the past, they could probably have considered it fostering a child bride.