I Want To Move In Next Door-Chapter 1112 - 1109 It’s So Hard For Me 2 (Free - )

Little Muxi stared at Xia Wan’an with a life-questioning look, blinked for a while, and then called out in a tender voice, "Sister."

"Not sister, it’s little aunt..." Xia Wan’an corrected Little Muxi again, then patiently explained the familial hierarchy in a gentle voice, "Muxi, your dad and Muxi Baby are of the same generation, so you should call Muxi Baby your little aunt..."

Little Muxi listened confusedly, half-understanding, and sought help by looking at Zhang Cheng, Han Yixiao, and Lu Yangui, who had been taking care of Han Yixiao at the confinement center since last night.

Whether it was Han Yixiao, Zhang Cheng, or Lu Yangui who loved him the most, they all gently told him upon catching his gaze, "Yes, Little Muxi, this is your little aunt."

Seeing that all the adults in the room agreed, Little Muxi resignedly looked back at the baby in the crib and reluctantly called out, "Little aunt..."

"Calling who little aunt?" As Little Muxi finished speaking, the voice of Xia Chen’an came from the entrance.

Xia Wan’an turned around and saw Xia Chen’an carrying two-year-old Little Qingcai in one hand while linking arms with the visibly pregnant Qin Shujian with the other as they walked in.

Little Qingcai was a baby boy born to Qin Shujian two years ago in spring at the hospital after nearly three days of struggle.

Qin Shujian, being slender, was greatly weakened after the birth. Xia Chen’an, heartbroken, held the pale Qin Shujian’s hand right out of the delivery room and said, "Jianjian, let’s just have this one child; we won’t have any more, never again..."

The Xia Chen’an who swore off any more children just allowed Qin Shujian to unexpectedly get pregnant again within a year.

Xia Chen’an originally felt that since the pregnancy was early, aborting wouldn’t harm the mother’s health, but Qin Shujian was reluctant to let go. In the end, what else could Xia Chen’an do... but accept it.

"Little Muxi was calling Muxi Baby little aunt..." Xia Wan’an finished explaining, then hugged Little Muxi with one hand, and pinched the face of Little Qingcai, who was being held up by his collar by his dad, with the other: "Little Qingcai, missed auntie?"

Little Qingcai started speaking later than most children, only managing to utter a few words last month. Hearing Xia Wan’an’s question, he first nodded vigorously, and after a while, managed to squeeze out a word: "Miss."

"So good!" After praising Little Qingcai, Xia Wan’an looked at Little Muxi in her arms: "Muxi, Little Qingcai, come greet."

Little Muxi looked at Little Qingcai and hesitated for a moment: "...Brother."

Xia Wan’an smiled again: "Not brother, it’s little uncle."