After lunch, the group went to Ni Manxue's courtyard.
After all, Xia Tingfeng wasn't home.
Even if he was, he probably wouldn't come to the backyard at this time.
Lady Wen was also there, and everyone gathered on the kang to drink tea and chat.
Xia Ruqing glanced at her little nephew.
The seven-month-old baby was nearly as big as her eight-month-old Little Bun.
White, chubby, and with features similar to Xia Tingfeng, he was incredibly cute.
Holding him, Xia Ruqing couldn't help but sigh.
"He looks so robust! Almost as big as my two!"
Ni Manxue laughed.
"You have twins, how can we compare?"
"After a year, he'll grow even better!"
Boys should definitely be as sturdy as possible!
The little boy didn't mind strangers and let her hold him.
His big eyes, much like Xia Tingfeng's, stared at her curiously but without fear.
Xia Ruqing couldn't help but laugh and played with him for a long time.
The baby seemed to enjoy it, giggling continuously.
