Yin Meng suggested from the side.
These words made Yin Shixiu a little curious too.
So then...
Little water gun, fountain pen, small hoe, piano, cello, little basketball...
"Um... it really does seem a bit too much, cough, cough."
Yin Meng said dryly.
Yin Shixiu, however, couldn't stop laughing, seemingly quite proud of his son stuffing everything into his own hands.
"He'll definitely be remarkable when he grows up, able to master everything."
Bai Fengmao laughed.
Prince Huang didn't understand what "grabbing on the first birthday" meant and just realized he couldn't hold everything in his arms.
Only then did he reluctantly drop a ball down.
"Is Shuangshuang not able to choose anything?"
Su Xiaomeng quickly patted Shuangshuang, who had stopped crying, and said, "Shuangshuang, look at the things in your brother's hands, if you want something, go and take one."
Shuangshuang shook her head, she didn't want anything; she just wanted her mom.
"Shuangshuang..."
"Mom..."
