Chapter 1711 Brother, Grow up Quickly!

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Qing'er was startled by the baby's earth-shaking cry. She suddenly pulled the baby back behind her back, but it was too late. Both mothers saw where her hands were before.

Jingtong laughed: "I just changed his diaper before you came. I thought I would let him breathe for a while, so I didn't put on a new one for him."

Ye Shengge's face darkened. She looked at her daughter and said sternly: "Qing'er, what did you do just now? Why is your brother crying?"

"Mom, I'm just a little curious..." She stuck out her tongue, "It turns out that boys and girls are really different."

Qing'er has been playing with her brother since she was a child. She is not unfamiliar with boys, but Ye Shengge pays attention to cultivating their gender awareness. Although Qing'er lives in the same room with her brother, they always take a bath and go to the bathroom separately, so she only knows that there are some differences between her and her brother, but she has always been vague about what the difference is.

It wasn't until she saw her brother's part that she suddenly realized it! No wonder her brother stood when he peed!

Ye Shengge was so amused by her daughter that Jing Tong couldn't help laughing. She stood up and walked over to pick up her son. While coaxing the little guy in her arms, she said to Qing'er: "That's right, so the younger brother is the younger brother, not the younger sister. But the younger brother is still young and may be more afraid of pain. Qing'er should be more careful next time."

Qing'er nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, but she thought in her heart that her younger brother seemed a little squeamish. She had to teach her younger brother well. No matter whether it was a boy or a girl, it would be no fun if they were too squeamish.

Ye Shengge stroked her eyebrows and felt deeply that her education of her daughter was not in place.

"Qing'er, come here." She said seriously.

Qing'er shrank her neck and dared not resist. She had to walk to her mother slowly and smiled flatteringly: "Mom, I was wrong."

"Where did you go wrong?" Ye Shengge's tone was still serious.

"Uh... I accidentally hurt my brother." She lowered her head and acted well.

"No, you're wrong for touching your brother." Ye Shengge taught her daughter, "You shouldn't touch your brother there, this is not what a lady does."

"I know, I was just curious just now, I won't touch him next time, don't be angry, mom." She threw herself into Ye Shengge's arms and acted like a spoiled child.

Ye Shengge couldn't help laughing soon: "Okay, okay, mom is not angry. But you have to apologize to Aunt Jingtong and your brother."

"Yeah." Qing'er agreed, turned her head and ran to the cradle, blinking her eyes, "Aunt Jingtong, I'm sorry."

At this time, Jiang Yaojing just stopped crying. Jingtong put her son back in the cradle, put on a diaper for him, and looked at Qing'er with a smile: "It's okay, Auntie is not angry. You continue to play with your brother."

Qing'er leaned on the cradle, met Jiang Yaojing's big eyes like black grapes, and said crisply: "Brother, I'm sorry."

The little guy also looked at her curiously, babbling, waving his limbs randomly.

"You're not angry, are you?" Qing'er commented on his babbling and held his waving chubby hands, "Brother, grow up quickly. When you grow up, I'll take you to play."

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The mother and daughter left the Presidential Palace after dinner. Qing'er was a little reluctant and wanted to continue playing with her brother, but her brother fell asleep after drinking milk and ignored her.