Inside the carriage, Xiao Yeyang held Daozi, occasionally glancing at Daohua, who was enjoying the scenery outside the window, his face always adorned with a pleasant smile.
"Such a strong scent of jealousy, son, did it make you feel sour?"
Xiao Yeyang playfully teased Daozi.
Daozi, having fun out on the outing today, laughed along with Xiao Yeyang.
Daohua gave Xiao Yeyang a displeased glare, looking at her son who was laughing like a little fool, she felt amused but held back her laughter.
Xiao Yeyang took out a stack of date paste cakes from a drawer nearby; seeing them, Daozi immediately opened his mouth eagerly awaiting to be fed.
Xiao Yeyang fed his son a piece first, then handed him a piece: "Go, take this to your mother."
Daozi quickly climbed down from Xiao Yeyang and trotted over to Daohua.
Even though the carriage was moving and lined with thick blankets, Daohua still worried about her son falling and quickly caught the little guy, embracing him in her arms.
