The problem is, if she really leaves, your second brother will have to go and ask her, and then he will have to bring things over..." Pausing, Old Lady Zhao shook her head with a smile, "Your father and I worked so hard to save food for you, how could we bear to have your second brother send it over?

There was no other way, we could only let you go back, and then, in the middle of the night, bring the saved food for you..." She sighed, Old Lady Zhao smiled bitterly, "Those days were really hard to endure, your father and I worried every day about your future, but we never expected that you would have the life you have today..."

"Xia, what’s wrong?" Turning her head and seeing her daughter in tears, Zhao Yulan panicked and hurriedly grabbed her daughter’s hand, "What happened?"

"Is it something with Xiaomi?" Old Lady Zhao also had a worried expression. Her granddaughter returned at this time and cried like this, making her think too much.

"No, everything is fine with Zhou Mikang, nothing happened. It’s just that hearing Grandma and Mom talk about these things is too moving." Chuxia sniffed, looking embarrassed.

These things, to be honest, are not really related to her because back then Chuxia was not even her, but this kind of emotion, in a northern rural area where gender preference was so prevalent, is so precious!

Her tears contained both emotion and gratitude, as well as longing.

Yes, even though staying here for a few years, she had truly integrated into this era and into this family, but in the deepest part of her heart, there was still an indelible longing.

Even if she knew that her biological parents and grandparents were doing well, she still couldn’t help worrying about them. She wondered if the Chuxia who had gone through great changes over there also missed the elders here like she did.

Zhao Yulan and Old Lady Zhao didn’t know the complex thoughts in her heart, so they both relaxed, and then Old Lady Zhao looked at her with amusement: "You child, why are you so moved? Your grandfather and I being good to your mom is the same as your mom being good to you, isn’t it?"

"That’s why I feel incredibly lucky to be born into such a family..." Chuxia stepped forward and hugged Old Lady Zhao, planting a loud kiss on her forehead, then hugged Zhao Yulan and planted another kiss, turning to tease Beibei, who was staring at her with his big wet eyes, "You little rascal, I’m not going to kiss you!" As she spoke, she leaned over and kissed Nannan on the forehead...

"Oh... oh oh oh..." Instantly, Beibei’s protest began to echo...

Seeing the little grandson out of breath from crying, Zhao Yulan was mad and patted her daughter: "He’s only a few months old, why do you bully him like this? You’re doing this on purpose, what kind of mother are you?"

"Look at Nannan..." Old Lady Zhao looked surprised at the little one struggling to turn over, reaching out a tiny hand to gently pat the sobbing Beibei, "Isn’t he awfully understanding?"

Zhao Yulan and Chuxia looked at the scene, equally shocked. This behavior was beyond their understanding! After all, he’s just barely half a year old...

Even more amazing was that when Nannan’s little hand reached Beibei, the little one, who had been crying with all his might, immediately stopped and started smiling, flailing his arms and legs in delight...

Zhao Yulan couldn’t help but say, "I feel like our worries are unnecessary."

"I think so too." Old Lady Zhao looked at Chuxia, "You don’t need to deliberately make Beibei change, just let things be as they are normally, don’t be too partial to him. As for how Nannan and he get along, let them be. Twins are different from other children."

"Well..." Chuxia hesitated, honestly, she liked the way the brothers interacted with each other, but she was really worried that the two little ones might reenact the scenario of her two uncles in the past.

Looking at her granddaughter’s expression, Old Lady Zhao guessed eight or nine times out of ten: "Did you hear what your mom and I were saying?"

"Yes." Chuxia nodded, looking embarrassed, "When I came back, I saw Grandma and Mom were talking enthusiastically, so I didn’t interrupt, mainly because I wanted to hear Grandma’s and Mom’s views."

"Don’t take Grandma’s words to heart, your first and second uncle’s situation is different, and your second uncle is quiet. Look at Beibei, how lively he is?" As Old Lady Zhao spoke, she reached out and poked the little fellow, and the beaming little guy’s toothless grin grew even wider...

Perhaps, had she been overly concerned? Chuxia leaned down to look at the two little ones, touching each of their little heads with her finger, prompting them to wave their little arms in unison, making a gesture to be picked up. But the difference was, Nannan, after reaching out for a while, would glance at his brother and then willingly switch from asking to be held back to flailing his arms and legs...

"Little rascal, you’re too sensible..." Chuxia unconsciously picked up the obedient older one, kissed him on the forehead, put him down, and then picked up her younger son, who was eagerly watching her, "Little bad boy, just a few minutes apart, and you always let your big brother give way to you? Oh well, since your brother doesn’t mind, mom won’t mind you either."

"Xia, you came back for something, right?" Zhao Yulan glanced at the time, reminding, "If you have something to do, go ahead, the kids are with your grandmother and me."

"I came back to get my notebook, left in a hurry this morning and forgot it..." As Chuxia spoke, she set down the grinning little son, walked to the bedside, pulled open the drawer, and took out the notebook. After taking a couple of steps, she paused and asked, "By the way, mom, why haven’t I seen Fat Auntie?"

Zhao Yulan just waved with a laugh: "Go back to class first, I’ll talk to you about it when you come back." (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)