This is the first time he's come to this home; to him, it's unfamiliar. Every blade of grass, every tree and brick is unfamiliar; he doesn't know any of it.
However... his heart isn't panicked at all.
The Kang family's garden is simple, with no intricate carvings or many exotic plants; everything is very common, yet exceptionally humble.
Just before stepping into the living room, a loud crying was heard from inside.
The baby's cry was very resonant, seemingly capable of overturning the roof. That loud and powerful voice indicates the child's body is very healthy.
Ming Mei didn't rush in; instead, she smiled and said to Xizeer: "Your brother is crying, you two should meet soon. He's quite strong; generally, other than your father, no one at home dares to hold him..."
Xizeer didn't speak. From Ming Mei's voice and expression, he could tell she really likes this younger son. The unintentional joy and doting in her words made Xizeer slightly annoyed.
