No matter how busy work gets during the day, as long as they're in Hong Kong, Fu Ying and Fu Yisheng will always play with Pengpeng, whether it's morning or evening, they will hold him no matter how tight the schedule is, not missing a day.
That's why Pengpeng, surrounded by family, looks especially happy.
Fu Yisheng is also sitting on the mat, with one leg stretched out and the other bent, his left hand resting on Lu Qingqing's shoulder, and his right hand picking up a toy shaped like a red apple before throwing it far away. "Pengpeng, go, bring the big apple to Mom!"
Lu Qingqing pinched him, "You're treating him like a little dog."
Fu Yisheng took the opportunity to wrap her small hand with his large right hand and smiled, "I'm training Pengpeng."
Pengpeng, who was originally sitting, followed the red apple with his eyes and lunged forward, crawling to the apple toy even faster than a little dog, grabbing it and sitting down to chew on it.
