"Come here, let Auntie hold you."
Qi Huilan took Dou Dou from Great Grandma's arms, touching and pinching, both curious and fond of this little one.
It felt like a dream, and there was no hint of a "ghost" about Dou Dou, almost indistinguishable from any ordinary child.
No, there was still one difference—Dou Dou was very light, and holding her felt like holding air.
Even though she had held her many times before, she couldn't help but remain curious.
Dou Dou, though being held, wasn't listening to Auntie at all, as her attention was entirely on the TV.
Next to her, Duoduo held a little red carp in her hand.
The carp wasn't real, of course, but rather an ornament like a charm pouch hung on a door handle or wall during Spring Festival for decoration.
Gold and red, the little ornamental carp was adorably round, and as soon as Duoduo saw it, she liked it. Qi Huilan noticed and immediately gave it to her.
