In her previous life, Song Qingyun and her old man enjoyed a life of luxury, supported by their seven daughters.
When Song Qingyun finally repented, none of her seven daughters had lived past...
"Me too." Xia Zhiyao and Xia Zhaoning said at the same time.
"They're all home, the rooms are the same, you can live in either one." Xia Changle agreed.
Xia Qingyu nodded.
Xia Zhihuan and Xia Suihe said they had no objection, and finally everyone's eyes fell on Xia Weian's face.
"Dad, give us some!"
Xia Weian smiled and responded, "Starting from the left, Ruokui, Zhiyao, and Zhaoning. Starting from the right, Suihe, Zhihuan, Changle, and Qingyu."
"Okay!" the children responded happily.
"There are two south-facing rooms downstairs. One is for Chengwu and Xiaozhao, and the other is for Lulu and Xuxu."
The two rooms were equipped with bunk beds, and Han Chengwu and Li Zhao knew at a glance that they were prepared for them.
Gu Xu jumped up excitedly, "Uncle Wei'an is so nice!"
Lu Huailin also smiled happily. It was great that this was his room and his home.
"Okay, now move your own bedding and things over and tidy up your own room. When your mother comes back, I will make new bedding for you all." Xia Weian said.
"good!"
Han Chengwu and others helped the little girls move their things into their rooms.
The girls were so excited to finally have their own space.
Zhihuan and Suihe were too young, so Xia Ruokui and Xia Zhiyao each helped them pack their things.
The two little ones helped out nearby.
Han Chengwu and Li Zhao cleaned up the guest rooms on the first floor, while Xia Weian cleaned up the master bedroom by himself.
Gu Xu and Lu Huailin worked randomly, helping wherever needed.
Everything is packed up, it's already dark...