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After lunch, Li Yu brought the two children to Li Qing's house.

Fan Mingfang brought the two old women to pack the large ornaments that were no longer needed into the box. They would unwrap them after returning to the capital.

Li Qing's eldest son, Li Lin, stood under the eaves with the cloth tiger in his arms.

Seeing Li Yu come with his two cousins, he ran towards the three of them and shouted, "Mother, Auntie brought my brothers here to play."

Li Lin looked more like Fan Mingfang. He was a fair and chubby child with flushed cheeks. He had two towering braids on his head and was wearing red pants. His eyebrows were as exquisite as a little girl's.

"Cousin." Yueyue and Xingxing smiled and went forward. Xingxing was afraid that he would hurt his cousin. He walked over and stood there motionless. Yueyue looked at Li Lin and giggled. He went forward and hugged him.