Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
The babysitter then came over with a thick picture book, which contained pictures of various small animals.
The babysitter turned to the first page and pointed to the small animal on it.
Yuanyuan looked at it, then stuck out his tongue and said, “Little monkey, mom… little monkey.”
He Xiyan looked down at it and was amazed to find it was really a picture of a little monkey.
Her Yuanyuan should be able to recognize small animals in the pictures now.
The babysitter then turned to another page. Yuanyuan stared at it for a few seconds, touched his hair and said, “Little belly (“du zi” in Chinese)…”
(The babysistter)…
(He Xiyan)…
“Mom, little belly… little belly” Unable to clearly pronounce “rabbit” (“tu zi” in Chinese), Yuanyuan could only pronounce that word as “belly”, which made He Xiyan and the babysitter, as well as Wu Xiaomin not far away all burst into laughter.
He Xiyan patted Yuanyuan on the head and said, “Yuanyuan, that is a little rabbit, little belly is here.” Then she stroked Yuanyuan’s round belly.
Yuanyuan opened his eyes wide with doubts, obviously not understanding what his mom said.
But he was very happy. As long as his mother was here, he was very happy.
The mother and son kept talking and laughing, not noticing another child who was one and a half years old standing nearby.
Mo Ye bit his lips tightly, his small hands constantly pulling each other. His eyes were fixed on Yuanyuan and the aunt he didn’t know.
He didn’t understand what mom meant, just hearing Yuanyuan calling that aunt mom.
That aunt seemed to like Yuanyuan very much. She held Yuanyuan all the time without even looking at him. Why did the aunt only like Yuanyuan?
He walked over curiously, to the aunt he did not know, and then looked up at the aunt who was holding Yuanyuan.
He Xiyan also noticed the child, a child she had seen a few times before, who was born by Xia Yuwei. According to Wu Xiaomin, since the child’s biological father refused to raise him and Xia Yuwei had an infectious disease, this child had to be brought up in Mo family.
He Xiyan frowned slightly, not knowing what to say to the child for a while.
Although she did hate the child’s mother, Xia Yuwei, the child was innocent and poor as well.
With a sigh, she finally bared a friendly smile to the child. After all, he was only a child. Besides, Xia Yuwei could not live long after catching such a disease.
Adults made mistakes, while children suffered.
Seeing this aunt smiling at him, Mo Ye smiled happily with his little mouth open. He reached out his small hand and patted the aunt’s arm. Then imitating Yuanyuan, he called in a low voice, “Mom.”
(He Xiyan)…
He Xiyan suddenly opened her eyes wide. If she had something in her mouth now, she would spit it out. She looked at Mo Ye in front of her, extremely shocked that this child should call her like that.
Who taught him? Why did he call like this?
The babysitter aside also blushed, feeling extremely embarrassed.
She quickly pulled Mo Ye aside, then taught the child by saying, “That’s aunt, not mom, you know?”
The babysitter was even speechless. How did the child call others so inappropriately? They hadn’t taught him to call like that.
Little Mo Ye didn’t know that he called erroneously. He bit his little mouth again, with an innocent expression, his little hands clenched and loosened.
Yuanyuan then pointed at Mo Ye and said, “Mom… Yeye.”
In his extremely simple language, Yuanyuan told his mother that the child was Yeye. They played together every day.
They played with water in the bathtub together. They played with toys together. Although sometimes they would grab things from each other and quarrel, they still had a good time together.