He stamped his feet anxiously, shouting, "Sister, you are holding back your tears."

However, the little baby on the ground glanced at him and started crying again.

When the standing baby saw his sister crying non-stop, he rubbed his eyes with his hands and started crying too.

The two people's voices became louder and louder.

Soon, the commotion here attracted the attention of the servants in the mansion.

Everyone quickly gathered around, holding the two of them in their arms and coaxing them softly.

"My two ancestors, please stop crying. What happened?"

Mo Yanfeng looked extremely flustered and distressed.

The deal between him and Sang Luan was to send them to Gusu safely.

Now two years have passed. Miss Luan and Miss Ning are kind-hearted. Seeing that he has no children, they let him live in this courtyard.

He also took special care of the twins, a boy and a girl, born to Meng Youning.

What's more, these two little guys are so cute and lovely.

Before we knew it, everyone in this yard had become almost a family.

He quickly pulled Meng Pei'er and scanned her body. After finding no wounds, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, Meng Pei'er cried even more sadly.

Suddenly, when she caught sight of a figure, the crying stopped abruptly.

Meng Youning looked at Meng Peier, it was just thunder without rain.

On the other hand, Meng Chengyun, who was standing next to him, still had a wound on his face.

She was very familiar with that tiny wound.

Meng Youning straightened her expression.

Seeing this, Meng Pei'er, who had originally fallen to the ground, immediately got up.