Youyou laughed and said, "Sister, look at your little Sangyu. Just look at those eyes—don't they look so much like her dad's?"
Yi Luowa glanced down and saw Sangyu still glaring sideways at Youyou. She burst out laughing, "You ungrateful little rascal! Your aunt's back is aching from holding you up so you can walk, and yet you're still giving her the evil eye!"
"Annoying!"
"Person!"
The two siblings each spit out a single word.
Youyou practically collapsed laughing, "Sister, you gave birth to two little troublemakers! They're about to kill me with laughter. Mom told me, 'Watch them carefully—your kids will be just as cute in the future.'"
"Dumb!"
"Goofy!"
Sangyu and Ziyan delivered another pair of quips.
Yi Luowa playfully smacked their little backsides, "Stop talking like that! How are you two getting more and more unruly?"
Youyou pulled her hand away with dissatisfaction, "Don't smack them! They're so much fun!"
