When Mu Qing walked out of the bedroom, she saw Zhan Yin coming in holding a child in each hand.

"Mother."

"Mother."

When the little brother and sister saw their mother, they immediately shook off Zhan Yin and trotted towards Mu Qing.

Zhan Yin quickly followed and reminded the little brother and sister: "Don't fall."

Mu Qing also took a few steps forward and squatted down, and the two children jumped into her arms one after another.

Ye Yao even reached out to push his sister, wanting to monopolize his mother's arms.

His sister grabbed his hand and put it in her mouth.

Junyan has a few teeth and it hurts when she bites you.

Ye Yao started crying immediately because of the pain when his sister bit him.

Mu Qing reluctantly freed up one hand to rescue her son's little hand.

"Yan Yan, you bit your brother again."

Jun Yan loosened her mouth.

Ye Yao stretched out his hand to his mother, crying and complaining: "Sister, bite, bite."

Mu Qing looked at her son's little hand. There were several teeth marks left by her daughter's bite, but fortunately the skin was not broken.

She held her son's hand, blew on it, and coaxed him softly: "Mom has blown it, it doesn't hurt anymore, don't cry anymore."

"Don't push your sister anymore."

Although the brother and sister have a good relationship, they can't avoid fighting over toys and favors.

Sometimes they would fight.

Jun Yan is a ruthless person who doesn't talk much. She always strikes when the enemy is least expected. Ye Yao is often beaten by his sister until he cries, or is bitten by her.

Just like just now.

Ye Yao stopped crying, but tears were still on his face. He nodded, indicating that he would not push his sister anymore.

Of course, he will push it again next time. He never learns his lesson.

Junyan also stretched out her little hand to her mother and asked her mother to blow on her hand.

Mu Qing had no choice but to blow on her little hands.

If you don't blow it, the brother and sister will start quarreling again.

If you have twins at home, you have to treat them equally in everything you do, otherwise the two children will fight and the family will be in turmoil.

Zhan Yin smiled and said, "Yan Yan is a person who would rather take action than talk."

Mu Qing stood up, holding one of her hands, and said helplessly: "She is very much like her father, she doesn't talk much, but she is very treacherous."

There are five children in the family now, and Yanyan is the fourth one, but her three older brothers and one younger brother are all bullied by her.

However, if they are playing with other children and there is a conflict, she knows to help her brothers.

Let’s fight together.

Yang Xi's son is also a follower.

Ye Junbo always said proudly that his daughter would definitely become a strong woman in the future and Fengchen Group could be handed over to his daughter.

Mu Qing asked him if he had said that he would not let his daughter take over, as he did not want her to be tired.

He just laughed.

Who knows what will happen next?

Maybe the next generation successor will really be Junyan.

Mu Qing brought her two children into the bedroom.

Hai Tong asked with a smile: "What's wrong? Ye Yao lost to his sister again?"

"This boy is so bossy. I wanted to hold both of them, but he wanted to monopolize his mother's arms, so he pushed Yanyan and was bitten by his sister."

"Don't provoke Yanyan, Yanyan won't do anything."

Ye Yao can't beat his sister, but he is also domineering.

"Auntie."

Ye Yao remembered Haitong. He trotted over happily and wanted to climb onto the bed.

The bed was a little high, and he was still young, so he tried but failed to climb up.

Haitong smiled and picked him up and carried him to bed. The little guy hugged Haitong's neck and said sweetly, "Auntie, I miss you, Auntie."

"Yeyao misses auntie, right? Auntie misses you and your sister too."

Mu Qing picked up her daughter and let her sit on the bed.

The little girl also called Haitong "Auntie".

She found the baby lying on Haitong's left side, and immediately crawled over curiously, trying to climb over Haitong to touch the baby.

Mu Qing was worried that her children would crush the baby. After all, they were only one year old and still immature and didn't know the severity of the situation.

She picked up her daughter and said, "Yan Yan, don't crawl around. Your little brother is sleeping. Don't wake him up."

Junyan was still struggling even when her mother picked her up, and her little body leaned towards Haitong.

She just wanted to see her little brother.

Just like many of her toy sisters.

The young Junyan saw the baby as if she were her own toy.

Ye Yao, who was held by Hai Tong, discovered a small toy next to her when her sister tried to crawl towards the baby.

He was also curious and wanted to get the toy.

"Yeyao, that's your little brother, not your toy."

Haitong explained to the little guy with a smile.

Ye Yao looked at the baby, then at Haitong, then turned to look at his mother who was coaxing his sister.

younger brother?

Oh, he knows.

What is a younger brother.

Is a crybaby.

There is a crybaby in my fourth uncle’s house. My mother said that he is his younger brother.

"Cry, cry... crybaby."

Ye Yao said in a baby voice.

Haitong was completely confused after hearing this.

He asked Zhan Yin who came over and picked up his son: "Ye Yao said crybaby? Did he mean baby?"

Seeing Zhan Yin holding the baby, Mu Qing put her daughter down and continued with a smile: "You just told him it was a little brother, so he might have thought of Jun Fei."

"Jun Fei from the fourth brother's family loves to cry. The fourth brother always says that his son is a crybaby."

"Ye Yao just thought that all younger brothers are crybabies."

Haitong smiled and tapped Yeyao's nose, "Yeyao, you are also a crybaby. Little brother is very well behaved now, and he is not a crybaby yet."

"younger brother."

Jun Yan actually ran over and hugged one of Zhan Yin's legs, raised her little face, and said with her big eyes twinkling, "Uncle, brother, brother."

Zhan Yin couldn't resist the little girl's soft and cute attack, so he sat down on the bed, then lowered his body so that the little girl could come closer to see the baby.

Mu Qing quickly reminded her daughter: "Yan Yan, little brother can look, but don't poke little brother."

Occasionally when she hugged Jun Fei, the little girl would poke Jun Fei's face with her hand. Jun Fei would not get angry, but she was afraid that her daughter would accidentally poke Jun Fei's eyes.

Junfei is only three months younger than his older brothers and sisters. He will move around when held by adults, so it is not easy for him to get his eyes poked.

Haitong's baby was only a few days old. He would sleep when he was held and would not move around. Mu Qing was worried that her daughter would accidentally poke the baby's eyes.

"younger brother."

Jun Yan obediently did not reach out to poke the little brother, but just called his brother curiously, then looked up at Zhan Yin, wanting to say something, but she was too young to express it in words.

"My younger brother can't speak yet. He is sleeping."

Zhan Yin explained gently, thinking that Jun Yan was curious why her brother didn't speak.

Junyan nodded, looking as if she understood.

Ye Yao also came over to look at his little brother.

Seeing that the brother and sister would not poke the baby, Mu Qing felt relieved.

Haitong smiled and said, "His father is holding him."

How could Zhan Yin let the little brother and sister poke the baby?

Maybe because he was surrounded by the little brother and sister, the baby woke up and cried.

The little brother and sister looked at each other, then turned around and ran back to Mu Qing.

I thought I was the one who scared my little brother to tears.

The actions of the little brother and sister made Haitong laugh.

so cute.

Zhan Yin stood up, holding his son in his arms, and walked back and forth in the bedroom, making “oh” sounds all the time to coax his son.

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