Yebai turned his head and argued with his son, "You say I woke you up? How come your brother is still asleep? Your brother doesn't eat as well as you do!"
"No, brother took medicine," Mingli shouted, stretching his little neck.
Gu Jinrong was already making milk on the side for the youngest son so he could continue sleeping.
Yebai was a bit worried that the elder son would wake up, mainly because the father knew the elder son had just been sick.
He picked up the second son and placed him on his lap, like a kangaroo mother with her joey, patting the second son's head, "Shh, your brother's sleeping, got it?"
Little Mingli immediately became obedient, sitting properly like a little student on his father's knee.
Yebai was eating the spaghetti that Gu Jinrong had made for him again, slurping the noodles, making Mingli gulp.
Gu Nuan finished making the milk, but afraid it was too hot, she let it cool a bit before giving it to her son.
