Yang Chuxia thought to herself, "Mother has been waiting for several years to hold a grandchild, and this time she should be able to have her wish."
Upon hearing this, Yangyang nodded thoughtfully, "So that's how it is." He thought to himself that tomorrow morning he would ask his big uncle when his little cousin would be born, so he could play with him.
"That's right, hurry up and go wash up and sleep."
After sending the little one and Mingcui off to wash up, Yang Chuxia went to check on the two little buns, and seeing that they were both asleep, she also went to wash up.
When she came back to the room after washing up, she saw Yangyang sitting on the edge of her bed, hugging his little pillow and swinging his little legs. When he saw her come in, he beamed a smile.
"Mommy..."
"Why are you here?"
"Mommy, I want to sleep with you tonight." The little one's face held some anticipation, his eyes shimmering with brightness, warming Yang Chuxia's heart.
