As he was leaving the alley, he was scooped into the arms of his Father, Gong You.
Si Shuo chuckled and kneaded his cheeks. "Oh my, how is our little Da Hai so incredible? Such a tiny cub, handling this so cleverly. It makes your Fathers and me feel completely redundant."
Da Hai's cheeks were soft, smooth, and wonderfully squishy. "Mother, I'm not fat! I'm much thinner than Big Sister."
Si Shuo nodded. "You're right, you're not fat. You just have a bit of baby fat that hasn't gone away yet. You're so cute you're practically bursting!"
Assailed by his Mother's cheesy lines, Da Hai sighed in resignation. "Mother, you should say that to my Father. He'd definitely be happy."
