"Xiang, I'm home."
Tang Xia called out as she opened the door.
Before long, hurried footsteps came from inside.
"Mom!"
Nine-year-old Xiao Xiang rushed out of the bedroom in a tank top. "Why are you back so early today?"
When he saw Tang Tang and the others following her in, he skidded to a halt and looked them over curiously.
"Who are they?"
Tang Xia looked at Tang Tang and the others, at a loss for how to explain. "Customers from the restaurant."
"Customers? Why would customers come to our house?"
Xiao Xiang was puzzled.
"Because your mom saved my life, and I want her to be my godmother, so I asked her to bring me home for a visit."
Tang Tang answered brightly. Without the slightest hesitation, she walked up to Xiao Xiang and took his hand. "How old are you?"
Was my brother really this skinny when he was nine?
I remembered him being so big and tall.
Tang Xianqi: "..."
Tang Xiancheng was also studying Xiao Xiang.
When Tangtang was little, probably out of boredom, she had always liked making snarky comments about her siblings in her head and giving them nicknames. Aside from Brother Qi and Ziyang, this was the first time she had so readily called someone her brother.
And she seemed to say it with even more affection than she did with Brother Qi or Ziyang.
"Your godmother?"
Xiao Xiang was dumbfounded. Forgetting that a little girl was holding his hand, he turned to his mother in shock for confirmation. "Am I getting a little sister?"
Tang Xia: "...No. I didn't agree to it."
"Huh? Why not?"
Xiao Xiang pointed at Tang Tang in confusion. "She's so cute! Why wouldn't you agree?"
Tang Tang gave her brother a mental thumbs-up.
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