Xu's mother put away the money and notes, but she still felt empty in her heart.

The little girl who used to love to act coquettishly and was a little willful seemed to have grown up in an instant.

Now that I am a wife and a mother, I will give money to my parents to spend.

At this moment, Xu's parents felt that they were really old...

......

......

Xu Qingluo and his family boarded the train back to Kyoto.

Kyoto is not too far from the sea, and the journey is not too troublesome.

Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan were fine when they first got on the train. They didn't cry or feel reluctant to leave.

But when I saw the train moving away with a rumble and my grandparents were nowhere to be seen, I finally reacted.

The two brothers cried loudly. When one stopped crying, the other would take over, just like they were singing a song.

“Wuwuwuwu…”

"Grandpa and grandma~"

Zhou Yuheng and Xu Qingluo sat opposite the two children, looking at them crying with their heads in their hands, not knowing how to comfort them.

Xu Qingluo decided to go all the way and immediately took out her camera to take pictures of her two sons crying.

"Would you like to eat hawthorn sticks?"

Zhou Yuheng took out some hawthorn strips from his bag.

But the two children were not distracted at all and continued to cry loudly.

“Wuwuwuwu….”

Zhou Yuheng and Xu Qingluo looked at each other. Eating was useless. It seemed that they were really sad.

"You coax."

Xu Qingluo poked Zhou Yuheng's arm, and Zhou Yuheng sat upright on the bed, feeling a little hesitant.

"Wife, why don't you come?"

The couple kept shirking responsibility, and Zhou Yuheng rarely refuted Xu Qingluo's words.

Xu Qingluo gave him a cold look, and Zhou Yuheng resigned himself to his fate and went forward to coax his son.

But the more I tried to comfort my two sons, the sadder they became.

For a moment, Zhou Yuheng even suspected that they were deliberately torturing him, their old father.

"I'll take you to the beach after tomorrow morning."

“Wuwuwu….”

The two children listened to their old father and their crying slowly stopped.

Then he reached out and grabbed the hawthorn strips from Zhou Yuheng's hand.

"Say what you mean, keep your word."

Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan shared the hawthorn sticks and ate them while looking at their parents, fearing that their parents were deliberately coaxing them.

"Um."

Zhou Yuheng looked down at his empty hands and immediately laughed out of anger.

Even though she cried, she didn't miss her meal.

Zhou Yuheng turned around and looked at his two fat sons who were sitting beside him, swinging their legs and eating cheap noodles. His eyes were full of helplessness and pity.

Two little ancestors.

Xu Qingluo handed over the bottle filled with warm water, and Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan took it and drank it in big gulps.

After crying all the way, his mouth was dry, his eyes were tired, and he fell asleep.

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The family of four arrived in Kyoto safely, and Zhou's father came to the train station early with his guards to pick them up.

The weather in Kyoto is colder than in Tokyo, with heavy snow and heavy smog.

Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan were wearing thick clothes and hid their heads in their scarves when they felt the cold in Kyoto.

Zhou Yuheng was carrying luggage for his family of four, and Xu's parents also bought two large bags of things for the children, so he couldn't hold the two children in his arms.

He could only hurry up and take his wife and children away from the crowd.

"Hold on to your mother's hand."

Xu Qingluo held one of her sons in each hand.

He held their little hands with much more strength than usual and his eyes never left the children.

The train station is crowded and the detention center is approaching, so many human traffickers will deliberately kidnap children at the train station.

Xu Qingluo had to be on guard.

Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan were wearing too many clothes and their walking was not stable. They were a little scared when they saw the huge pile of legs around them.