Rebirth: Regaining Joyful Moments-Chapter 1248 - 1250: Considerate An’an

"Mom, I don’t like my little sister." An’an looked at the baby in the cradle, pattered over to Xu Nianhua, and looked at Xu Nianhua’s belly with uneasy big eyes.

"Why?" Xu Nianhua raised an eyebrow. Wasn’t this child the one who initially said he wanted a sister?

Just how quickly he changed his mind.

"Sister is bad." An’an pursed his lips, his big watery eyes looking at Xu Nianhua, and said, "Mom is hurting."

When Pei Yicheng took Xu Nianhua to the hospital, An’an’s little short legs also hopped into the car. Even though his sister comforted him, saying that childbirth was like this, An’an was still scared.

"Good boy."

Xu Nianhua felt a heartwarming sensation. She patted An’an’s little head and said, "When I gave birth to you, it was the same. Your sister is still small, An’an is the older brother, how can he dislike his sister?"

"Mom, I like my little sister." Xu Ting stood by the bed. She had seen others give birth, and that was truly painful. She would take care of her sister just like Mom takes care of her.

"Since Mom likes her, I like her too." Even though Xu Ting was not yet five years old, her face was still chubby with baby fat, but her round eyes were calm. Ever since Xu Nianhua brought her home, Xu Ting rarely cried or fussed.

Xu Nianhua didn’t think much of it. Xu Ting, who had stayed in the orphanage for many years, was a bit aloof, but she was really nice to her. Indeed, she was very well-behaved and sensible.

"You are all good, and Mom loves you too." Since Xu Nianhua became pregnant with the second child, she had always been telling them, whether it’s a brother or a sister, her love for the two children would not diminish.

"Mom." An’an hugged Xu Nianhua’s hand, his small head still unable to wrap around the idea, only thinking that his sister made Mom hurt.

When Pei Yicheng came into the ward after washing the diapers, he saw the two children clinging to Xu Nianhua’s hands, one on each side.

"Dad." As soon as An’an saw Dad coming, he opened his arms and agilely climbed onto Pei Yicheng’s shoulder. He said, "Dad, sister, Mom hurts."

He was just over two years old and couldn’t accurately express his thoughts.

"An’an means that his sister made Mom uncomfortable, right?" Pei Yicheng tightly held his son, thinking that his usual expectation for his son to protect Mom had been instilled well. He kissed his cheek and said, "An’an is such a good boy, now he knows to care for Mom."

An’an, being praised, beamed with joy, his eyes full of happiness. He said, "Don’t want sister."

"No way." Pei Yicheng said with a stern face.

An’an looked at Dad in confusion, not understanding why Dad praised him.

"An’an also made Mom uncomfortable, so should we not want An’an?" Pei Yicheng, instead of scolding him because he was young, patiently carried him over to his sister’s cradle and said, "Look, when your sister grows up, she will look just like Mom. She’s a precious treasure that Mom bore with great difficulty. Doesn’t An’an like her?"

"See how cute your sister is; her eyes, nose, and mouth all look like Mom." Pei Yicheng’s gentle voice, in front of his son, showcased an unprecedented patience. Besides Xu Nianhua, he was the only one he had such patience for.

"She does." An’an’s little head nodded and nodded, suddenly saying, "I like my sister."

"You’re her brother; you must protect your sister, just like your sister protects you." Pei Yicheng, seeing his son come around, looked proudly at Xu Nianhua.

Xu Nianhua gave Pei Yicheng a thumbs up. As parents, what they most wished to see was the children being loving to each other, not disliking each other.