Seeing Yin Yang go to rest, Xu Mumu took over the work in Yin Yang's hands. The tasks weren't difficult, just rather tedious.
The little guy regarded Xu Mumu's words as if they were an imperial edict. While Yin Yang went to sleep, the little one watched from the side.
"Dad, you need to close your eyes to fall asleep," the little guy said seriously.
Yin Yang looked at his own son, feeling a mix of amusement and exasperation.
"Do you want to go play in the backyard? I can have someone go with you," Yin Yang suggested helplessly.
"No, I want to watch Dad." The little guy was quite insistent.
Yin Yang: "..." This little guy had become so persistent.
Yin Yang stopped speaking further and obediently went to sleep; he was indeed tired.
As soon as Yin Yang closed his eyes, the little guy showed a satisfied expression.
