The nanny then came over with a thick picture book, which was full of pictures of various small animals.

The babysitter flipped through the first one and pointed to the small animals on it.

Yuan Yuan leaned over to take a look, then stuck out his tongue and said, "Little monkey, mother...... Little monkeys. ”

He Xiyan looked down and was stunned, it was really a photo of a little monkey.

Her fate even recognized the pictures of small animals.

The nanny opened it again, this time Yuan Yuan stared at it for a few more seconds, then touched her hair, and said, "Little belly ......"

Babysitter: o(╯□╰)o

He Xiyan: (ΩДΩ)

"Mom, little belly...... "Small belly" couldn't clearly pronounce the tone of the rabbit, and in the end it could only be said to be a small belly, which provoked He Xiyan and the nanny, as well as Wu Xiaomin not far away, who all laughed.

He Xiyan patted Yuanyuan's head and said, "Yuanyuan, that's a little rabbit, and the little belly is here." After that, he stroked the round belly of the edge.

Fate opened his eyes wide for unknown reasons, obviously not understanding what his mother said.

But he was happy, as long as his mother was here.

Mother and son continued to talk and laugh, and they didn't notice that there was another one-and-a-half-year-old child standing not far away.

Mo Ye bit his lip tightly, a pair of small hands kept pinching, his eyes kept looking at Yuanyuan, looking at the aunt he didn't know.

He didn't understand what his mother meant, but he heard Yuan Yuan call that aunt called Mom.

And that aunt seems to like fate very much, and she has been holding fate all the time, and she doesn't look at him at all. Why does my aunt only like fate.

He walked over curiously, walked over to the aunt he didn't know, and then looked up at the aunt who was holding the fate.

He Xiyan also noticed this child at this time, a child she had seen twice before, was born to Xia Yuwei, according to Wu Xiaomin, because the child's biological father was unwilling to raise the child, and Xia Yuwei had an infectious disease, so the child had to be raised in the Mo family.

He Xiyan frowned slightly, and didn't know what to say to this child for a while.

Although she does dislike the child's mother, Xia Yuwei, this child is innocent and pitiful.

She sighed, and finally showed a friendly smile to the child, after all, it was just a child, and Xia Yuwei wouldn't live for many years if she had such an illness.

The adults make iniquities, and the children suffer.

Mo Ye saw that this aunt smiled at himself, he grinned happily, stretched out his little hand and patted his aunt's arm, and then learned from fate, and shouted in a low voice: "Mom"

He Xiyan: ......

He Xiyan's eyes widened, if she had something in her mouth now, that one would squirt out. She looked at Mo Ye in front of her, and she was also very shocked, this child would call herself like this.

Who taught this, how could he shout like that.

The nanny on the side also blushed and felt extremely embarrassed.

She hurriedly pulled Mo Ye away, and then educated the child and said, "That's an aunt, not a mother, you know?" ”

The nanny was a little speechless, how could this child scream. They didn't teach him to call it that.

The little Mo Ye didn't know that he was calling it wrong, he bit his little mouth again, with an innocent expression on his face, and his little hand shook and let go.

Yuan Yuan pointed at Mo Ye at this time and said, "Mom...... Ye Ye"

Yuan Yuan used his extremely simple language to tell his mother that the child's name was Ye Ye, and they played together every day.

They played with water in the bathtub together, played with toys together, and although they sometimes grabbed things and quarreled, they still had a good time.