Yang Ruoqing carefully recalled what Chen'er looked like when she was four or five months old in her memory, and then told Baby Luo one by one.

"Your brother is very similar to your father. When he was a child, everyone praised him for his good looks. He has a very gentle personality and bright eyes. When you two were feeding together, he would always stick to you first. Your grandma

Hold your brother and wait by the side, your brother won't cry or make trouble."

"Sometimes you run out of milk, so we can only mix goat milk to feed your brother. Your brother is not picky about food, eats well, and even smiles at us."

"In the summer, I put you two in a basin to take a bath. You were naughty, always kicking your brother with your feet, and even grabbing him with your hands, but your brother didn't cry..."

Baby Luo simply lay in Yang Ruoqing's arms and listened to Yang Ruoqing's description with a look of enjoyment. He imagined such a scene in his mind. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. From time to time, he covered his mouth and giggled. His laughter was as clear as a silver bell.

Pleasant.

"Mom, why was I like that when I was a child? What about winter? How did my brother and I get along?" Luo Baobao listened with interest and asked.

winter?

Yang Ruoqing's heart skipped a beat, and the smile on her face was shrouded in gloom.

Then came sadness, and big tears fell down, dripping on Baby Luo's face, which shocked Baby Luo.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying now? I didn't bully you!" Baby Luo said in a panic.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head gently, "It has nothing to do with you, it's my mother's own problem..."

Luo Baobao looked at Yang Ruoqing in astonishment, only to hear Yang Ruoqing mutter: "There is no winter anymore. Your brother was sleeping in the cradle and was stolen by bad guys. He has been stolen for seven years!"

In the first winter without Chen'er, her whole world was gloomy, without even a trace of sunshine.

"Damn thief, you stole my brother. When the baby grows up, you must beat that bad guy to death!" Baby Luo clenched his little fist angrily and gritted his teeth.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing still crying with her head down, Luo Baobao awkwardly raised his sleeve to wipe Yang Ruoqing's tears.

Yang Ruoqing was grateful for her daughter's understanding and thoughtfulness. She took a deep breath and tried to push back the tears. Then she reached out and put Baby Luo back on her lap and sat down, covering her with a quilt.

"My parents have been looking for my brother for seven years. I can't remember how many times they heard similar news, saying that a little boy who looked like your brother was found somewhere."

"But when my parents rushed over, they discovered that he was not your brother at all. He just happened to look a little similar to your brother..."

"Mom, people in the village say that brother Dazhi and I look a bit alike. Is it the same way that brother Dazhi was brought back by you and dad?" Luo Baobao asked.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the girl in her arms. This child was so smart. She could figure out anything with just a few clicks.

"Well," Yang Ruoqing nodded, "At first, your father and I rushed over to meet Dazhi, thinking that he was your biological brother, but it turned out that he was not."

"Dazhi's biological father just passed away, and his mother had a very difficult life with several children, so she entrusted Dazhi to your father and me," she said.

Luo Baobao suddenly realized: "Mom, baby understands. Mom, go find your brother. The baby will be obedient at home and take out all his toys. When he comes back, my brother, I, and Brother Dazhi, we will
Chapter completed!