"Who says that? I saw her a few days before you did, but I hardly ever held her!" Qin Xingzhi countered.
"Well, who told you not to hold her! Blaming me now?" Qin Yanzhi just wouldn't let go.
"I'm the eldest brother; you should listen to me!"
"At our age, you really should stop using your seniority to boss me around. Fifty-two or forty-eight, we're both old geezers! No difference!"
"What do you mean, no difference! I was out buying soy sauce when you were still in the womb!" Qin Xingzhi retorted.
"Aren't we both just old geezers around fifty now?" Qin Yanzhi countered.
"Well, I'm still older than you! I'm the eldest brother; you should listen to me, now give Susu to me to hold!"
When the old Madame Qin and Qin Yuze came down from upstairs, they witnessed this amazing scene:
Two middle-aged men whose ages added up to a hundred were fighting over their three-and-a-half-year-old little sister.