Left with no other choice, Ye Zi'an had to first play with his son. He made Yangyang a paper bird and tied a string to it, to the child's delight, who dragged it around as if it were flying. Then he took Lele's hand and taught him how to draw the outlines of some objects.
When Yang Chuxia came out, she found Lele sitting in Brother An's arms, intently looking at the paper in front of him, while Yangyang played with the paper bird on the side.
To her, such a scene appeared so warm and harmonious, as if the whole world had been brought before her eyes.
"Mommy, hug baby..." Yangyang was the first to see her standing in the doorway and hurried over to embrace her legs.
"You need to run slower in the future, running too fast can make you fall."
Yangyang nodded vigorously, and remembering the paper bird in his hand, eagerly showed it to his mother, "Daddy made it!"
"Your daddy can also make dragonflies."