Xu Niannian carried Dabao out of the shop, and as soon as they got back to the car, Dabao stopped crying, his face devoid of any tears.
Previously, Xu Niannian had been worried that he might have suddenly felt unwell, and was just about to take him home to see a doctor.
She hadn't expected him to stop so quickly.
Xu Niannian looked at her chubby son with some astonishment.
Dabao sat on her lap, his plump little head tilted, his shiny black eyes staring at her, his mouth open in an "awoo" as he stretched out his tiny chubby hands.
He wanted to be hugged.
Xu Niannian pursed her lips; the child had cried so fiercely, worrying her to death.
And it turned out he was just making a fuss for nothing.
Seeing Xu Niannian staring at him, Dabao let out a "heh," his toothless mouth spreading into a goofy smile.
Xu Niannian was both amused and frustrated as she gently tapped his little nose, "You little mischief-maker, you scared Mommy to death."
