If a fight really broke out, Xiao Bao's skinny little frame, tsk tsk, would be no match for that couple.
"Auntie, what are you all saying? What do you mean 'hold on, don't cause trouble?'"
He Tiantian pretended not to understand, and while talking, didn't forget to show off the chubby baby in her arms.
"Oh, this is my son, Zhao Xiaobao, six months old now, hehe, doesn't he look great? He's got a little handle too!"
While saying this, He Tiantian also didn't forget to pull open the child's diaper, revealing a chubby little bird.
Although Zhao Xiaobao's brain was damaged, making him somewhat foolish,
his appearance was genuinely good-looking, fair and chubby, with round eyes that always seemed out of focus, but it was hard for ordinary people to spot any issues with a child of just a few months.
"Your son?" The kindhearted auntie's attention was immediately diverted by He Tiantian, and she hurriedly looked down.
Good lord, he really did have a little handle.
