"Grandma, it's not much at all. My eldest aunt helped you two raise my father, and now she is so kind to us three siblings.

My aunt has given so much to our family, and I, your eldest grandson, always remember it.

Grandpa and grandma, if there is nothing else to add, I will take my younger brothers and sisters with me."

Zhang Shuguang loaded the backpack onto the tricycle and placed a small chair in the bed, so that his second brother could hug his sister.

Su Hong changed the little girl into a blouse, matching it with white socks and black leather shoes, and Zhang Shengli also put on his sailor shirt.

"Good boy, really good boy."

"Old man, why is our eldest grandson so good?"

Watching the tricycle leaving the house, the old lady wiped her tears from behind.

"Dad, Mom, Xiaoguang is a sentimental child. It's all thanks to you two elders who have raised him well."

Su Hong took her mother-in-law's arm and said.

"I dare not claim the credit for this. My eldest grandson is kind by nature, not taught by me.

I raised four children, and two of them turned out to be ungrateful. "

Liu Guixiang patted the back of her daughter-in-law's hand. "When it comes to raising children, Mom is no match for you. The three children you raised are all good."

"Why are you bringing up those two awful things again? I get angry just thinking about them."

The old man returned home with his hands behind his back.

"The pond is full and the rain has stopped. The mud beside the field is full of loaches. I wait for you every day to catch loaches. Big brother, please, let's go catch loaches..."

The little girl was in her second brother's arms, singing nursery rhymes in a baby voice.

This nursery rhyme was taught to the little girl by Zhang Shuguang a few days ago. It was twenty years earlier than later generations.