Jian Shichu wiped the sweat off his forehead, walked to the bedside, picked up the little one, and gave him a kiss, "Our Ah Ling is still the best! You look just like a big brother should!"
The little guy looked at him, blinking his eyes, "Daddy, what do you mean by 'should'?"
"Uh..." Jian Shichu said, "It means you have the look! You look just like a big brother should!"
"Oh," the little guy understood, clapped his little hands in delight, "Ah Ling likes being a big brother! Daddy is also a big brother! Daddy big brother!"
Jian Shichu was completely stumped, "...Sweetheart, daddy is just daddy, you can't call daddy 'big brother'!"
What is 'daddy big brother'?
That's mixing up generations, son!
"Oh..." The little guy was very obedient, nodding obediently, "Daddy is just daddy, not daddy big brother... Then why can Uncle Yan call daddy big brother? Why can't Ah Ling call you that?"
