Whose daughter marries such a great husband and the mother isn't happy?
Mother Han now finds Xiao Ying more and more pleasing to the eye, truly treating him like her own son.
Xiao Ying can no longer hear Mother Han's words.
Mother Han puts the little one in his arms, and he stiffens up entirely.
He holds the baby in the position Mother Han placed him, not daring to move.
Mother Han looks at him, feeling both distressed and amused.
This young man, much like her son, however successful and capable outside, is just a boy who needs love at home.
Her voice softens a bit, guiding Xiao Ying to comfortably hold the baby in his arms.
The baby closes his eyes, no longer crying, but keeps pouting his little mouth as if feeling very wronged.
Holding him, Xiao Ying gently coaxes, saying repeatedly, "Baby, don't cry, don't cry. Uncle will bring us food soon."
Han Shaobing returns quickly, with the bottle already sterilized.
