The four little rascals were puzzled, staring blankly at the empty main entrance for a while before turning to look at An Jing and Xiao Changyi, asking in their baby voices, "Daddy, mommy, why does Uncle Chenchen want to give birth to a rock? What's so good about rocks? We have plenty at home."
Xiao Changyi said, "He's talking nonsense, don't listen to him."
"Oh." The four little ones obediently responded. Then they started pestering An Jing, "Mommy, we want a little sister! We want a little sister!"
An Jing couldn't help but laugh, "Having a little sister isn't something mommy can just decide, it depends on your dad."
Hearing this, the four little ones thought that it was Xiao Changyi who could make it happen, and immediately turned to bother him, "Daddy, we want a little sister! We want a little sister!"
