Tangtang seemed to feel a bit embarrassed by this, as he could tell that his brother was praising him.
Jian Zhiqing had been searching for his brother for quite a while, and now that his nerves had relaxed, he noticed his own hunger.
He put the little one down, and then took his small hand and sat him on the chair.
"Get me something to eat, and this little guy too," he touched his little brother's cheek, wondering if he would grow up to be a pretty boy.
"Brother, Tangtang is full," the little one patted his own belly, "Sister took Tangtang to eat. Tangtang had yummy pancakes and sweet porridge," he counted on his little fingers, confirming that he indeed had eaten his fill and slept well too.
