Presumably, Long Yinghua was a frequent visitor. Ms. Tian held his little hand and led him to Lin Moyan's cradle as if she had done this many times. In the big cradle, the baby who had been fed was smiling and looking at his little uncle who was not much older than him, widening his big black eyes.

Long Yinghua stretched out his little bun-like hands and gently patted on Lin Moyan's body. His little mouth kept mumbling. "Little nephew, grow up soon. When you grow up, I will give ...