Xiao Hua's third brother called a private car for them from the town, and they went directly to Tongguan City in the private car, which saved them from having to transfer to several buses along the way.

This is good for both the children and the elderly.

We arrived in Tongguan City around 6 p.m. There were four adults and one child with a lot of luggage. We looked for several hotels, but none of them had elevators, and the rooms were on several floors. Originally, Xiaohua and Mao Dani wanted to take on the task of carrying the luggage, but Ye Dazhuang was sick and He Yan's leg had not fully recovered.

But as stubborn as He Yan was, how could he let Xiao Hua and Mao Dani, two female comrades, do heavy work? He insisted on carrying the luggage himself.

Xiao Hua whispered to him, "Shut up, your leg isn't even healed yet, why are you trying to be brave?"

Although it was a scolding, He Yan felt a warmth in his heart; Xiao Hua cared about him and felt sorry for him.

She whispered shyly to Xiaohua, "I know you're worried about my leg not being fully healed, but it's okay, a little effort won't hurt."

Xiaohua rolled her eyes, speechless: "I feel sorry for you? Heh, you're not even asleep yet and you're already dreaming. Is that feeling sorry for you? I'm afraid you'll shamelessly cling to me."

But He Yan simply refused to believe it, presumptuously assuming that Xiao Hua was just worried about him but too embarrassed to say it.

It has to be said that men seem to have a peculiar sense of self-confidence.

Luckily, he's good-looking and has a good career, otherwise Xiaohua would definitely call him an ordinary guy.

In the end, He Yan carried most of the luggage upstairs by himself; he was quite strong, to say the least, during his time in the army.

Seeing that he insisted on showing off his strength in front of her, Xiaohua was too lazy to argue with him anymore. He wouldn't be able to rely on her if his leg didn't get better.

The room was booked by He Yan. He booked two large rooms, one for his family of three and the other for Mao Dani and Ye Dazhuang, an elderly couple.

Xiaohua had no objection to this. If she were to book, she would book two rooms to avoid her parents worrying unnecessarily.

Seeing that Xiao Hua didn't express any dissatisfaction with him only booking two rooms, He Yan couldn't help but start to have wild thoughts again, feeling that Xiao Hua was slowly accepting him.

I feel like I'm getting closer and closer to a warm home with my wife and kids, and the more I think about it, the happier I feel. I can't help but laugh out loud.

Xiaohua frowned, looking at him with confusion as he grinned foolishly to himself: "Are you crazy? Grinning like an idiot for no reason, it's creepy!"

"Mom, Dad loves to laugh like an idiot. Is there something wrong with his head?"

Kang An pointed to He Yan's head.

Xiaohua squatted down as she searched for Kang An's clothes in the suitcase, then looked up at Kang An and echoed, "Yes, he is sick, and quite seriously so."

He Yan also came over and squatted down next to Xiao Hua, looking at her busy figure with a lovestruck expression, and said affectionately and gently, "I'm sick, I'm lovesick!"

Little Flower: "Ugh~ Get lost!"

Kang An: "Ugh~ Mom, I want to throw up too."

Kang An is very clever and likes to imitate her mother. She likes to do whatever her mother does. She is simply her mother's loyal little fan.

Xiao Hua got up, patted her head affectionately, and said, "You little rascal, why do you always imitate your mother?"

He Yan sighed, "Sigh, you and your daughter really don't understand romance."

"Ha... Is that what you call charm? I think it's just greasiness."

Xiao Hua retorted without holding back.

"Hehe~ Mom, Dad is a super greasy man."

Kang An pointed at He Yan with a grin and said.

During those years, Xiaohua's world consisted only of Kang'an, and Kang'an's world consisted only of Xiaohua. Xiaohua often treated Kang'an as an individual with independent thoughts and had equal conversations with him. She liked to tell him everything. For example, there was an uncle downstairs in their building who liked to go shirtless in public places. He was burly, greasy-haired, and thought he was very handsome. Xiaohua would unintentionally say that this man was greasy and that he should not look at him.

Sometimes people would say that the guy had a strange kind of self-confidence, and that he shouldn't be like him, but after a while, Kang An became very familiar with these words.

"What does 'greasy' mean?" He Yan asked, puzzled.

"Greasy means... it's greasy and makes you feel disgusted just looking at it." Three-year-old Kang'an didn't quite understand what the word meant, but her mother often said it to her, so she was just parroting it.

"The next step? What does that mean?"

Although He Yan didn't understand what it meant, he felt it was definitely not a good word.

He Yan asked Xiao Hua, "Is this all the dialect you and the child are speaking in your hometown?"

Xiaohua couldn't help but laugh: "Yes, that's our hometown dialect. The next part describes someone as handsome, dashing, and extraordinary, which is exactly what you're like!"

Several large question marks appeared on He Yan's forehead.

"Really? I can't believe it."

Xiaohua smiled again and said, "If you don't believe me, ask your daughter. Children don't lie."

He Yan looked at Kang An: "Is Mom right?"

Kang An smiled sweetly and said, "That's right, Dad, you can say that to your friends in the future too. It's a compliment to them."

Children don't understand what lying is, but they love to make up wild and unfounded stories.

Seeing how confident Kang An was, He Yan still asked with some skepticism, "Really? This is the first time I've heard of this."

Xiao Hua replied dismissively, "There are many different kinds of rural slang, and there are plenty that you, a city person, don't know. What's so strange about that?"

Xiaohua glanced at her watch and thought she should go out and make a phone call to Zhou Musheng to explain that she hadn't been able to return to Haishi recently, and that she was afraid Zhou Musheng might need to find her but wouldn't be able to.

After all, she would still rely on Zhou Musheng's investment in her career in the future.

This relationship needs to be maintained regularly from time to time.

"Sweetie, you go get something to eat with Grandma, Grandpa, and Dad later. Mommy has to go out for a bit."

As Xiaohua spoke, she picked up her coat and was about to go out. He Yan immediately asked when he saw her about to leave, "It's already dark. What are you going out for? You don't know anyone here. What could possibly require you to go out?"

Xiao Hua ignored him and was about to open the door to leave when He Yan grabbed her wrist from behind: "It's so late, it's not safe to go out. If something really happens, I'll go with you."

Xiaohua shook off his hand and scoffed, "Are you the Pacific police?"

He Yan asked, puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Kang An quickly interjected, "Mom thinks you're too nosy!"

"Is this also the local dialect of your hometown?" He Yan felt as if he was in a different world from the mother and daughter. He couldn't understand what Xiao Hua was saying, but Kang An, a three-year-old child, could understand it.

Kang An pulled He Yan over: "Come here, tell me a story, stop bothering my mother."

“I was worried about your mother’s safety going out so late…” He Yan explained to Kang An.

“Before you came along, my mother often went out to work at night, and it wasn’t unsafe for her.” Kang An’s casual remark made He Yan’s heart ache.