There's no place like home, no matter how luxurious it is. Letting them live in this kind of tiny villa, they can't even poop in peace!
Besides, they still have chickens and ducks at home. They've been gone for two days already, and they won't feel at ease if they don't go back and see them with their own eyes.
"Listen to your mother."
Grandpa Huo had a couple of drinks at noon, and his face was flushed. "In another half month, when Xiaodoujiang turns one month old, we'll come over again, won't we?"
He shouldn't have spoken, because the moment he did, the old lady's gaze fell on the old man's hands. "What is this?"
When he arrived, he was only carrying his luggage; I didn't see him bring anything else.
Why did you suddenly have a large canvas bag in your hand when you left?
Don't let him get drunk and steal someone's bag!
If someone sees this, the daughter and son-in-law will lose face big time.
Seeing the old lady's stern face, Huo's mother, who knew her daughter best, immediately said, "Mom, what are you thinking? Is my dad that kind of person?"
"Exactly!" With his daughter's support, Grandpa Huo felt more confident. "We're sitting together, and the whole table is full of family. Have you forgotten?"
The old lady hadn't forgotten, "Then where did you get this bag?"
“Mom,” Mrs. Huo said with a smile, “Sisi knows that Dad sometimes likes to have a drink or two, so this is a special gift for him to show her respect.”
Upon hearing this, the old lady waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "Coming to eat and drink is a happy occasion, how can you take things along with the food? It's not appropriate, it's not appropriate! Return it immediately."
“Grandma,” Jiang Si said with a smile, “Grandpa only has this one hobby. It’s no problem for him to drink a little bit. This is a small token of our appreciation from Tingzhou and me. Please don’t refuse.”
"Well..." Before the old lady could finish speaking, Huo's mother interrupted, "Mom, this is the heartfelt wish of Si Si and her husband, so don't keep pulling this around."
"By the way, Sisi loves chestnuts, so bring some more next time you come."
"I understand, I understand." The old lady nodded repeatedly and wrote down all the details.
At this moment, Huo's mother slipped a small roll wrapped in a handkerchief into her hand.
"Mom, this is a gift from Zhendong and me to show our respect to you. We're usually too busy to go back home."
"Keep this money. Eat and drink as you please. Don't be stingy with your money."
"No, no!"
The old lady accepted the wine.
But the old lady refused to accept the money no matter what.
His hand almost left a blur as he waved it. "Your father and I are in very good health. We earn enough money to last us all year round, and you've given us plenty of filial piety over the years. We have money in our hands, so take it back quickly."
"No, Mom, you have to keep this money."
Normally, it's his older brothers who take care of their parents, and last time they were sick, it was his sisters-in-law who took turns looking after them.
As a daughter, how could she neither contribute money nor effort?
"Why not? You're trying to make decisions for me?" the old lady glared.
The mother and daughter were talking back and forth, each one louder than the last; anyone who didn't know better would think they were arguing.
Seeing this heartwarming and lively scene, Jiang Si nudged Huo Tingzhou's arm.
"Have Mom and Grandma always been like this?"
Huo Tingzhou remained silent for a moment upon hearing this.
Jiang Si then realized that in his more than thirty years of life, he had spent very little time at home.
Perhaps he had never seen such a situation before.
Jiang Si had never understood why Huo Tingzhou was so tolerant of the two children.
He almost always grants requests, as long as they don't involve matters of principle.
Looking at his envious yet complicated gaze, Jiang Si finally understood something.
It is said that it takes a lifetime to heal the unhappiness of childhood. Behind this seemingly indulgent love, isn't it also a way for him to make up for the past?
Thinking about all this, Jiang Si felt a slight pang of sadness.
Jiang Si squeezed his large hand hanging by his side, speaking in a voice only they could hear.
He asked, "Do you remember what I said to you on the phone that time?"
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