"You can't do it, you haven't held enough babies, you can't do it," Hua Cheng didn't even glance at his son, his full attention was on the baby in his arms as he said perfunctorily.
Hua Chengtian froze, his mouth twitched as he looked at his father.
He doesn't know how to hold babies?
He had held the other children at home, especially his daughter, whom he had held since she was little.
Hua Yunxiang and Yun Niang also excitedly looked at the baby, finding the identical two brothers very novel, though they dared not touch them.
"Alright, alright, the babies are still young, they can't stay here for long, there's plenty of time to see them later."
Admiring them is fine, but it's better for them to be by their mother's side right now.
That said, Mrs. Hua took the babies back, and Li Wenpo also returned the one in Hua Cheng's arms.
Then a group of men reluctantly watched as the babies were carried upstairs by Mrs. Hua and the others.
