When Song Yining arrived at the entrance of Yangjia Village, she put away her bicycle, took out the things she had bought and her package, and walked on the road. Everyone saw her and greeted her.

“Song’s family sent another package. Your family is so kind to you, sending packages all the time.”

Song Yining smiled at the aunties and didn't say anything more.

They grabbed their things and hurried back, enjoying the long-lost tranquility in the yard.

Hearing footsteps at the door, Wangwang ran to the door and wagged its tail, waiting for the person to come.

As Shen Zhiming and his wife were looking at the dog's adorable appearance, they heard the sound of the gate opening.

Knowing her daughter was back, she stood up and ran to open the door. Seeing her daughter carrying so many things, she quickly took them from her.

You bought so much stuff. Dad should go buy it next time; don't tire yourself out.

"It's nothing. I just came back to pretend. It's not tiring."

She was about to take the things to her daughter's room when Song Yining thought it best to just take them herself later.

Song Yining entered the room and picked up the package Zhang Lan had sent. She saw that it contained some local specialties from that area, as well as summer clothes that had been made for her.

After packing up, I took the things for the couple and delivered them over. It's going to get hot soon, and the summer harvest will begin soon.

Song Yining quickly prepared some heatstroke prevention medicine, as the summers here are also very hot.

Harvesting wheat is a tough job; the awns prick your skin and it's really uncomfortable.

You should also prepare your work equipment in advance and check it out yourself in the evening.

The couple looked at the items and realized they hadn't given their daughter any money. They quickly came over and took the money out of their pens for her.

Han Qiangwei said apologetically, "Mom was so immersed in the joy of seeing you that she forgot to give you these. This is the dowry money we saved for you over the years, and this is our salary for this month. This is another money we saved."

The three passbooks were handed to Song Yining, and the hospital director, knowing they needed to see a doctor, quickly exchanged many receipts for them.

"Take these quickly, they're all for you. We're giving them to you in advance. As for our salaries, you can take them too. We basically don't need them. If we need them, we'll come to you."

Song Yining wanted to refuse, but looking at the people inside, she was afraid they would overthink things, so she took it and put it into her spatial storage.

Anyway, it's safe to put it in the space. As for those documents, Shen Zhiming has already secretly given them to him, so they don't have to worry about them.

The space his daughter had was something her father had told him about when he was a child, but he had just forgotten about it as a joke.

I never imagined that there really was such a person in their family; what my father told me was true.

Shen Zhiming thought of his father again, wondering how they were doing over there, and whether his mother's health was still the same.

My thoughts drifted away again. Yesterday, when I saw my daughter, I thought of my parents and brothers who live far away. I wonder if they are doing well.

Shen Zhiyang, the eldest uncle of the Shen family, who lives in Hong Kong, received news today that there is a Canton Fair there recently, and the mainland has invited them to go back and attend. Their company will also have the opportunity to go this year.

Having received the news, they can return home openly and honestly, even if they may not see each other again; returning to their homeland has become their obsession.

As Chinese people, no matter where we are, we always think about returning to our homeland to relieve our homesickness.

When I got home, I noticed that my parents didn't look too well, and I assumed that my mother was feeling unwell again.

"Mom, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Should we go to the hospital to get checked out?"

Why are you back at this time?

"Something must have happened; you looked anxious."

"Are you feeling alright?"

“No, it’s not the eldest son. It’s just that your dad just got the news from over there and is thinking about your second brother’s family. It’s okay, Mom is fine today and is very happy to have received the news from over there.”

"How is it over there? I wonder how my second brother is doing? That child would have been seventeen by now if he had been born back then."

"Seventeen years old, graduated from high school early, and is now working in the countryside in the hometown of your second brother's wet nurse, Aunt Yang. Although it is in the Northwest, it is backed by the Qinling Mountains and has abundant resources, so it is not bad."

Children need to be toughened up as they grow up. In the Shen family, whether boys or girls, they all need to learn to endure hardship so they can understand how precious life is.

Upon hearing the question about whether it was a boy or a girl, Shen Zhiyang looked at his father and said, "Dad, you said my second brother's child is a girl, so our family won't be all bachelors anymore."

Shen Guoliang glared at his eldest son, saying, "She's not your daughter, look at how smug you are."

"Dad, look at what you're saying about the second son's daughter. She's our Shen family's princess, spoiled from birth. Over the years, we've only been able to envy other families' children."

Now that she knows she's pregnant, she's probably quite excited. My wife's never been destined for that; she's been waiting for a grandson, but we don't have one yet. All five of her grandsons are boys. If she knew her second son's family had a girl, she'd be overjoyed.

The elderly couple were quite pleased to see that their eldest son had become so arrogant and no longer kept an eye on him, as he still remembered them all these years.

Shen Zhiming had no idea that his newly adopted daughter was already being coveted by his elder brother and sister-in-law.

Shen Zhiming was still immersed in feeding his daughter when she brought them a bowl of dark medicine that evening.

Looking at the dark medicine and their daughter, the couple could only grit their teeth and persevere.

The two painfully drank the medicine, and Song Yining quickly gave each of them a piece of candy to sweeten their mouths, which made them look a little better.

Song Yining joked about the couple, saying, "I feel like they're not parents, but sons and daughters."

The couple looked at their daughter and said, "Let's enjoy being fed by our little darling, it's so wonderful!"

Hearing their conversation, Song Yining rolled her eyes at them, speechless. These two were almost forty years old, yet they acted like children. She sighed and left.

The two looked at their daughter with a mixture of love and resentment in their eyes after so long, and their hearts were filled with warmth, almost to the point of overflowing. Having a daughter is truly wonderful.

“Ming-ge, people always say that a daughter is a sweet and caring daughter, and they’re so right. Look at our daughter, she’s just like that.”

"Yes! When I saw my daughter, I was so excited that I wanted to go bungee jumping, but my body just couldn't handle it."

The two were talking in the room without closing the door, sharing their feelings about spending the past few days together, and how they were slowly beginning to understand what it meant to be by their daughter's side.

They are like a pair of children who need their daughter's care. The thoughts that have been suppressed over the years are slowly being released, which may just be their nature.

Song Yining shook her head. She had been so amused by the two of them these past few days that she didn't know how to get along with them anymore.

After they finished talking, they watched their daughter busy at work and knew that he didn't mind them, so they felt relieved.

The couple had suppressed their feelings for years, afraid to face the problem, lest their daughter blame them.