"Waaah~ waaah~ ooh~ ooh~"
Tang Tang sat in the very center of the living room with her legs spread, head tipped back and throat straining as she howled dryly, tears and drool mixing together and smearing all over her face. Her little chest heaved up and down; she was crying with extra effort.
She hadn't caught Dou Dou, and the black mustache on her face wouldn't come off. The more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt, and her crying grew louder and louder.
Ruan Huichun, who had been chewing on his own tiny fist in the stroller beside her, stopped at once when he heard his sister cry, then opened his mouth and joined in with a wail of "waaah," the two little ones crying in turn, one after the other.
