“Mommy——!”

“Second Aunt——!”

"sister--!"

Qingshan took advantage of the situation and hugged Luo Shaolan in his arms to prevent her from falling. He sent a stream of spiritual power into her pulse with his right hand, signaling everyone to stay calm.

"Don't panic, everyone! Second Aunt is just overwhelmed with emotion. When someone is happy, their spirit is scattered and not hidden. This is a common reaction after a great shock or joy. She'll wake up soon. Everyone, let's go inside first!"

Luo Shaohui took his sister from Qingshan's arms, carried her sideways, and followed Tong Nina into the villa. Luo Wenyuan followed closely behind, holding Qingshan's hand. As Qingshan had predicted, Luo Shaolan lay on the sofa for five minutes before slowly waking up. She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"I, I dreamed of Shaohui again. He has lost a lot of weight..."

As soon as Luo Shaolan finished speaking, her hand hanging by the sofa was grabbed by someone. She turned her head and saw a man with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a straight nose and a wide mouth. It was her younger brother Luo Shaohui.

"Shao, Shaohui?! Is it really you? Aren't you dead?"

Luo Shaolan struggled to sit up and grabbed Luo Shaohui's hand, as if she couldn't believe what she saw.

"Oh my God, I am not dreaming..."

Luo Shaohui was also very excited. He half-knelt on the floor, his eyes red. "Sister, you are not dreaming. I am really Shaohui. I am not dead..."

Luo Shaolan was stunned for a moment, then opened her arms, hugged Luo Shaohui and burst into tears, crying and cursing: "You little bastard, where have you been all these years? Wuuuuuuu... Do you know how many times I cried for you? How many tears did I shed? If you are not dead, why didn't you send a letter home... Wuuuu! I will beat you up, you bastard..."

After saying that, Luo Shaolan reached out and slapped Luo Shaohui's bony back twice. Then, perhaps she felt that her hand was too heavy, so she quickly rubbed him a few times and continued to cry while holding him.

Luo Shaohui allowed his sister to beat and scold him, and then he gently hugged Luo Shaolan's waist and buried his face in her shoulder.

Luo Shaohui felt like he'd been in a hazy dream, waking up from a youthful youth to the age of forty. The best years of his life had practically been a blank, let alone the beginnings of a family. For so many years, not only had he failed to fulfill his filial duties to his father or care for his sister, but he had actually caused them immense emotional trauma. He felt wronged and guilty, and the more he thought about it, the sadder he became, and he burst into tears.

Luo Wenyuan's nose soured as he watched this scene, while Tong Nina had already been sobbing for a long time. Qingshan secretly injected a stream of spiritual energy into Luo Shaolan's Xinshu acupoint, which prevented her from fainting again. Luo Shaohui had been depressed for more than ten years and it was time to vent his anger. Otherwise, the anger would accumulate and he would eventually become ill. So Qingshan ignored him and let him cry freely.

The brother and sister cried for a long time and finally calmed down. Tong Nina was very considerate and gave a wet towel to wipe the face of her mother and uncle respectively. Luo Wenyuan took the "calming flower tea" prepared by Qingshan to calm Luo Shaolan's mind and calm her spirit.

This tea, made with mint, chamomile, roselle, lemon balm, Panax notoginseng, and polygonatum, not only soothes the mind and aids sleep, but also regulates women's endocrine system and enhances beauty. To make the tea more palatable to Luo Shaolan, Qingshan added rose petals, creating a beautiful color and fragrant aroma. Luo Shaolan fell in love with the taste after just one sip, sipping several times in a row.

Luo Shaohui cried for a long time with his mouth wide open in front of the three juniors, which was a bit embarrassing. Seeing that Luo Wenyuan only served tea to his sister and didn't give himself any, he rolled his eyes and planned to take advantage of the situation to regain some face as an elder.

"Eh? Wen Yuan, why don't you give me a cup of tea? Do you still see me as your uncle?"

Luo Wenyuan gave Qingshan and Tong Nina a cup of flower tea each, but still no portion for Luo Shaohui. This time Luo Shaohui was really furious:

"You little brat, I've noticed you've gotten so cocky after not seeing each other for over a decade! What's the matter? Are you deliberately challenging your uncle?"