"Could it be that Jinfeng had taken care of Xiaojiu before? Didn't mom often throw Xiaojiu to Jinfeng when she was working? Maybe at that time, Xiaojiu remembered Jinfeng and had a misunderstanding." Zhao Meixia suddenly spoke.

When everyone heard this, they also thought it was possible.

After all, he is just a child. No one knows whether he remembers anything or who he remembers.

"There is another possibility!" Lu Mingfang suddenly said mysteriously.

"What's possible?" Everyone looked at her curiously.

"Jinfeng is still feeding Tuantuan milk. There is a smell of milk on her body. The child has a keen nose and might be able to smell it." Lu Mingfang said.

"That makes sense!" said Li Jinfeng.

"But don't worry. He is still young and there is plenty of time to correct himself," said Li Jinfeng.

"Yeah, no rush!"

Li Jinfeng prepared to hand Xiaojiu to Zhang Xiulan and go to pick up Zhao Shun and Li Dahe who were still waiting at the train station.

Who knew that as soon as she had this thought, Xiaojiu snuggled into her arms and refused to say anything.

"Xiaojiu, sister is going to pick up your grandma, second brother, and Uncle Shun. Just be good, okay?" Li Jinfeng coaxed him gently, but the little guy just refused to come out and hugged Li Jinfeng even tighter.

Li Jinfeng was helpless. She wanted to take Xiaojiu with her, but she didn't do anything else but drive.

It won’t work if you put it in the front or the back.

Driving is no joke. If you’re not careful, you could end up hurting yourself and others.

Li Jinfeng couldn't afford this price, nor did she dare to test it!

"Xiaojiu, if you don't come out, your sister will take your little drum away. Bad kids can't play with the little drum."

As Li Jinfeng spoke, she was about to reach out for the small drum in Xiaojiu's hand.

The little guy's hands were quite strong, and Li Jinfeng had to use a lot of strength to pull it out.

Putting the small drum into Zhang Xiu Lan's hands, the little girl looked at Li Jinfeng with dissatisfaction.

"The little drum is there, ask your mother for it." Li Jinfeng said.

Xiaojiu stopped waving at Zhang Xiu Lan and turned to Li Jinfeng, who took the opportunity to put the child in Zhang Xiu Lan's arms and ran away. In the blink of an eye, she disappeared.

Xiaojiu, who finally got the small drum, grunted for a long time and finally turned around, but there was no sign of Li Jinfeng in front of him.

He tilted his head and stared at the living room curiously for a long time, as if wondering why the person disappeared.

A group of people looked at Xiaojiu and almost laughed to death.

"This little guy is so cute!" Lu Mingfang was so happy.

Tuantuan is still young, and his movements and expressions are worlds apart from Xiaojiu's.

And Tuantuan is a glutton. Apart from eating, it seems that all he does is sleep.

Hearing Lu Mingfang praising Xiaojiu so much, Zhang Xiulan, as a mother, was also very proud.

In the kitchen, Sister E has already started busying herself with boiling water.

We had all been on the bus for such a long time, and the first thing to do was to take a clean hot shower, along with the children.

After boiling the water, she prepared lunch.

The dishes at noon were very rich, all of which were 'bought' by Li Jinfeng!

There were not only fish and meat, but also a black chicken weighing more than four pounds. Li Jinfeng had been stewing it on the stove since early morning. By now, the black chicken should be almost done.

Just waiting for lunch to start.

…

Li Jinfeng drove slowly all the way and finally arrived at the train station.

Old Mrs. Li, Li Dahe and Zhao Shun were all waiting there.

(I forgot about Mrs. Li before, I’ve added it now!)