Back at the Xu family home, after stowing her luggage and washing her face, Xu Changqing ignored everything else. Overjoyed, she made a beeline for her baby brother and sister.
Her chubby little brother and sister were dressed in identical, large red belly bibs and baggy, open-crotch shorts, their pudgy, dimpled arms and legs exposed.
They were every bit as cute as the cherubic babies in New Year's paintings, and they even came with their own sound effects, babbling "Da, da, da..." as they clamored for their big sister to hold them.
"What are you even saying, you little sillies? It's 'sister.' You have to call me sister, understand?" Xu Changqing said with a laugh as she picked up her brother, only to see her clever little sister's mouth twist, ready to burst into tears.
'Yikes!'
'She really wasn't playing favorites this time.'
