"Humph! How dare you say that? You threw all the construction of Zhoujia Village to him."

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I'll go do something."

"Hurry up!"

In the space, Kong Xianxian, who shook off the sadness of being deceived by her family, continued riding her bike and was almost hit by several bags.

When I opened the bag and saw what was inside, I couldn't help but laugh. I was really hard on the outside but soft on the inside.

Zhou Yan also saw the clothes, and even more so, his mother's smile, "Mom, your smile just now was the most beautiful."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, a smile from the heart. Why didn't my aunt bring me clothes? Did she forget about me?"

"Impossible, there is definitely no one suitable for you, just wait a moment."

"good."

After Zhou Xiang threw away his clothes, he left the room and said, "Mom, Mom."

"What are you doing?" Zhou's mother hurried out of the kitchen, and her little girl called her anxiously.

"We're having dumplings tonight, with the kids' favorite fillings."

"You kid, they're already cooking in the kitchen."

"Just eat the dumplings you made yourself. You can do whatever you want and make them for the children."

"Okay, okay, I'll go pack it right away. You stay with the kids. As soon as you come back, you go into the house without even asking if the kids missed you."

Zhou's mother turned around and went back to the kitchen. She could only agree to her little girl's unreasonable behavior. At least she was not as listless as when she just came back.

Zhou Xiang looked at the four people at his feet who were looking up at him, and touched each of their heads.

"Babe, did you miss me?"

"I thought about it."

"I thought about it."

"I think about it."

"I miss my aunt."