When the elderly man heard his daughter's suggestion, he hummed in thought.
At this time, footsteps were heard from the stairs. Baby Tangtang foggily ran down in his fuzzy cartoon pajamas.
When Madam Nie saw that Tangtang had woken up, she immediately stood up, distraught. "You're awake, Tangtang. Did we wake you up?"
The little fella rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked toward Si Yehan on the sofa in his rabbit slippers. He extended his short little arms toward Si Yehan and glutinously said, "Hug, Daddy!"
Si Yehan froze in his spot for a moment before regaining his senses and reaching out to embrace the soft child who smelled like milk.
"Daddy, Tangtang had a nightmare…" The little fella sulkily complained as he buried his head into his dad's arms.
Si Yehan carefully hugged the dumpling in his arms and gently patted his back. He comforted Tangtang a bit sloppily. "It's nothing. Nightmares are all fake."
