Hua Shiyu pushed the door open and walked in.
Tianxin was lying on the ground playing blocks with Little Curly Hair...
Little Curly Hair was already three years old, and according to the normal progress, he should be speaking by now.
But he didn't speak, and his big eyes didn't like to make contact with others.
However, the strange shape he was forming on the floor looked like a human face. After a while, she suddenly saw something in it.
She hurriedly ran out, "Sister Qiqi, come here for a moment!"
Li Jiaqi was busy, and upon hearing this, she looked at Hua Shiyu in confusion, then rushed over.
She pushed the door open and saw Little Curly Hair lying on his stomach on the floor, working on a pattern. After some busy moments, the pattern pieced together from a large number of colorful blocks had fully taken shape.
But the pattern inexplicably made her heart sink.
