She felt that since Ningning came back, she had focused a lot of her attention on Ningning, and had somewhat neglected her eldest daughter Fanghua.

Now, Song Yi will go abroad for several years, and Fanghua is pregnant again.

As a mother, she couldn't be there to take care of her.

Zhang Ailian felt that she was somewhat sorry for her eldest daughter and couldn't help feeling sad for a moment.

"You, what are you thinking? In the eyes of our children, you are the best mother, and in the eyes of your daughter-in-law, you are also the best mother-in-law."

"You are alone, you have to take care of the family, and you are busy every day. It's not like you have nothing to do."

"Fanghua, she will understand you."

"How about this, Fanghua's due date should be at the end of the year. I'll see if I can take a long vacation with the factory at the end of the year. Then I'll take you to Beijing and let you take care of Fanghua and my grandson. What do you think?"

"Is it okay? Then, what about the family? Xiaoji, Xiaoyu and the other three..."

"They have their own parents. Their parents are the first people responsible for them, not you, their grandmother. Besides, it's not like they will never come back."

"Okay, it's settled then."

"Well, it's settled."

Perhaps it was because she had expectations in her heart. Although it was only the beginning of the year and the expectation was at the end of the year, Zhang Ailian's mood was much better.

"By the way, you need to contact Chang Zheng and ask him to help buy a ticket for your mother-in-law."

"I'm going to take out a few jars of pickled vegetables from home and ask my mother-in-law to take them with her. I'm afraid Fanghua will have morning sickness, and then she might have to rely on my pickled vegetables..."

Zhang Ailian went back to work, chattering on.

Although I can't go together, but as a mother, I still worry about my children.

I wish that my heart, which misses my daughter so much, would go to Beijing with Song's mother tomorrow.

In fact, it’s not that Zhang Ailian doesn’t love her daughter Xu Fanghua, nor does it mean that she doesn’t love her daughter Xu Fanghua enough.

On the contrary, it's too much love.

It’s true what the saying goes - love is always accompanied by a feeling of indebtedness, and a feeling that you haven’t given enough.

This is actually what Zhang Ailian was like just now.

It is not asking for something, nor is it seeking a return, but it is always feeling indebted, and trying every possible way to give away what you have, the best of it. -Zhang Ailian was preparing things, and Song's mother was also packing various things to take to Beijing.

To be honest, there are a lot of things to bring with me. After all, I will be staying there for at least a year, at least until Xu Fanghua finishes her confinement.

Fortunately, Song's mother did not go alone this time. Song's father planned to take the bus with her to Beijing, stay there for a few days and then come back.

The time has not come yet to plant fruit trees at home, and he has nothing to do at the moment.

I can just go with my wife to see my daughter-in-law.

When they are on the road, the couple can also have someone to help them.

Otherwise, he would be worried about his wife taking the bus to Beijing alone.

I was busy and busy until the evening when I finally finished packing everything.

Song's mother was still counting, afraid that she had forgotten something.

At this time, Xu Aiguo came with a few jars of pickled vegetables in his hands.

"These are the two sleeper berth tickets I've bought for the nine o'clock train tomorrow morning."

"This is the pickled vegetable Ailian prepared for Fanghua, fearing that she would have morning sickness."

"That's what I told you. I seemed to have forgotten something. It's just these pickled vegetables. My mother-in-law is so thoughtful." Song's mother hurriedly took the pickled vegetables.

Without opening it, Song's mother knew that Zhang Ailian's craftsmanship was excellent.

But she knew that most girls, if they had morning sickness after pregnancy, would want to eat a bite or two of the pickled vegetables made by their mothers to get better.

Although I don’t know whether Xu Fanghua will need it at that time, it’s still better to bring it with me.

After all, as someone who has given birth to a child, Song's mother knows how painful morning sickness is.

She felt sorry for her past self, and now she also felt sorry for her pregnant daughter-in-law.

On this side, Song's father took the ticket, asked the price, and paid for the ticket.

But Xu Aiguo was unwilling to accept it. It was a joke that his in-laws had to travel a long way by bus to Beijing just to take care of his daughter.

If they can't go along, can't they pay for the tickets?

So, no matter what, Xu Aiguo could not accept the ticket money.

Xu Aiguo was determined, so Song's father had no choice but to give up.

The two chatted for a while, and as it was getting darker, Xu Aiguo didn't stay any longer and left.

…

The next day, Mr. Song and Mrs. Song, carrying large and small bags, boarded the train to Beijing.

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At this time, Xu Fanghua in Beijing had no idea what a big surprise her hometown would give her.

After knowing that she was pregnant, Xu Fanghua finally understood why her emotions had been so sensitive and changeable recently.

Although this child was not in her plan, she still welcomed the arrival of the child.

Xu Jinning would often see his sister touching her belly with her hand, and when she lowered her head, her face and eyes were full of tenderness.

Perhaps, that is the tenderness that is unique to a mother.

Knowing that her sister was pregnant, Xu Jinning always rushed to do any housework these days.

She was afraid that her sister would be tired.

Besides, Xu Jinning was still thinking whether she should buy some nutritious food and stew it to nourish her sister.

But, she is not a good cook.

She had never cooked in her previous life, and in this life, the most she could do was help out in the kitchen.

"Oh, it would be nice if mom were here."

Mom knows everything and is good at cooking. She will definitely take good care of my sister.

It was the third day when Xu Jinning was feeling emotional.

That morning, when she got up and was about to go to the kitchen to cook some rice and porridge, she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door of the small courtyard.

"Who is it?" Xu Jinning asked without opening it immediately.

"Someone, someone, is it Ningning? Ningning, I'm your Aunt Song."

Aunt Song? Isn't that my sister's mother-in-law? Xu Jinning opened the door and saw two people carrying large and small bags.

They were actually my sister's parents-in-law.

Xu Jinning's eyes suddenly widened, "Uncle Song, Aunt Song, why are you here?"

As he spoke, Xu Jinning moved aside and let them in.

He also helped them unload the large and small bags they were carrying.

Only then did they hear that Song's mother was planning to come and live in Beijing to take care of the pregnant Xu Fanghua.

But Song's father was worried about Song's mother, so he came along and would stay for a few days and then go back.

"Why didn't we know about this before?"

"It doesn't matter whether you say it or not. Anyway, I'm here and your sister can't drive me away." Song's mother joked.

Xu Fanghua, who had just slept well and came out to see this scene, didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Mom, I'm so touched that you can come, how could I possibly chase you away? I'm not the kind of ungrateful person who doesn't know how to appreciate kindness."