"Our Xixi is so smart! She said 'Mama' and 'Papa' the first time she spoke!" Shen Tingzhou's voice was filled with excitement, and his eyes were a little moist. He looked at his daughter in his arms, then at his wife and son beside him, his heart overflowing with happiness. This was the life he wanted! A loving wife, a sensible son, and a lovely daughter, all together as a family, safe and happy.

Lin Wanqiu leaned against Shen Tingzhou's chest, feeling the warmth of her family. Tears continued to flow, but they were tears of happiness. She recalled the hardships she had endured since transmigrating to this era, the days of being tormented by her in-laws and framed by her relatives, and the time she struggled to survive alone with Shen Nian'an. Looking at her life now—with a loving husband, a sensible son, a lovely daughter, and a thriving business—she felt that all the hardships had been worthwhile.

"Tingzhou, thank you," Lin Wanqiu said softly. "Thank you for coming back to me, thank you for giving me a complete family, thank you for supporting everything I've done."

Shen Tingzhou gently patted Lin Wanqiu's back, his tone tender: "Silly girl, what are you thanking me for? We're family, who else would I support if not you? In the future, our family will get better and better, and I will work hard to give you and the children a better life."

Holding Shen Nianxi's little hand, Shen Nian'an said happily, "Mommy, Daddy, I will take good care of my little sister from now on, teach her to speak, teach her to write, and teach her to count! Our family will always be together!"

Lin Wanqiu nodded, her heart filled with emotion. She knew that this "Mom" was not only a sign that her daughter had learned to speak, but also a new beginning for her happiness. In the days to come, she would work even harder to take care of her family, run the shop well, and make this home warmer and happier.

The moonlight outside the window remained gentle, and the fragrance of the night-blooming jasmine in the corner of the courtyard was even stronger. Inside the main room, the flame of the kerosene lamp flickered gently, illuminating the happy faces of the family. Lin Wanqiu held Chen Nianxi in her arms, leaning on Shen Tingzhou's shoulder, listening to her son's excited words and feeling her daughter's even breathing, her heart filled with peace and contentment.