"Where's your mom?"
Huo Feng scanned the kitchen and asked Huo Yao, widening his nostrils, "Did your mom come back?"
"No, no, the kid's just shouting for fun!"
The aunt, who was boiling water, picked up Huo Yao with an apologetic smile to Huo Feng, "Maybe it's because he was playing downstairs with some kids today, and they were all calling their moms. He must have seen that and started yelling the same when he got home."
Huo Feng: "..."
So, was little Huo Yao calling the aunt "mom" just now?
Insane!
Huo Feng felt a shiver run through him.
"Mommy, I want dumplings!" Huo Yao held onto the aunt's collar, repeating in his tender, childish voice.
"You see, you see, just shouting for fun, sir, don't mind it!"
The aunt felt sorry and smiled awkwardly at Huo Feng, then turned to Huo Yao, "What are you shouting for? I'm your aunt! Say aunt!"
Huo Yao usually called her aunt, but today he must have assumed she was "mom" after seeing other kids with their mothers.
