Pan Yue couldn't bear to part with her daughter, and she felt sorry for Jinwa who might have lost her mother, torn by contradiction, she once again wiped her tears with a handkerchief.
Qian Yixiu hurriedly comforted her, "Mother, now that you have another baby, you mustn't cry at every turn..." After a whole basketful of kind words, she finally soothed her.
After calming her mother down, she was dragged by Jingjing and Mingming to tell stories.
The two little ones hadn't seen their sister for several days and showed no sign of sleepiness even though it was time for their nap. Thinking about how long she would be separated from them again, Qian Yixiu took them to the beauty couch near the north window and began telling stories.
"Little Rabbit be Good," "Chang'e Fly to the Moon," "Jingwei Fills the Sea," from ancient to modern times, the stories were told countless times, yet the two little ones could never get enough.