Yousheng pouted: "If I learn to be like my brother, I won't be myself anymore."
Kang Chen patted his head: "Listen to your mom, go take a shower and sleep. If you really can't sleep, do some math sheets. I bet you'll feel sleepy then."
Yousheng waved his hand repeatedly: "Dad, I'll sleep, alright? It's New Year's, can't you stop talking about this?"
Kang Chen laughed heartily: "Hurry and go upstairs."
Yousheng snorted through his nose and said, "Happy New Year, Mom and Dad, I'm going to bed now."
Ming Mei pinched Yousheng's face, "Happy New Year, my darling son, go sleep."
Xizeer came over and hugged Ming Mei: "Mom, Happy New Year."
Ming Mei stood on tiptoe and kissed Xizeer's face like she used to when he was little, full of emotion: "I can't believe it, you grew up so fast."
In the past, she could pick Xizeer up, but now, she has to raise her head to look at him.
Time flies.
