"Mom, the matter has been resolved. We didn't tell you because we didn't want you to worry. Don't be angry, don't be angry. Your daughter was wrong."
Huo's mother obediently let her mother hit her, but her mother held back, so it didn't hurt at all.
My mother and her husband are nearly seventy years old. Their two most beloved grandsons almost had accidents one after another. How could they dare to let the two elderly people know?
I just didn't expect that my parents could hear my thoughts, and I couldn't hide it anymore.
“Tingxiao, Yueyue is a good girl. Our family cannot forget our kindness. We don’t know if anyone will be able to hear Yueyue’s voice again in the future. We don’t know what the conditions are for triggering the ability to hear Yueyue’s voice. We need to be careful about this and not take her to any chaotic places. We must protect her.”
Grandpa Fang let out a heavy sigh, his kind eyes turning solemn as he stared at Huo Tingxiao.
They still haven't figured out what exactly triggered them to hear Wen Xingyue's inner thoughts.
Xingyue helped the family so much, saving the lives of her grandson, daughter, and son-in-law. They will always be grateful for this kindness.
"Grandpa, don't worry, I will protect her with my life."
Huo Tingxiao's cold and stern face was upright, and his sharp eyes could not hide his determination.
“Dad, look how much Tingxiao dotes on Yueyue. Would he let anything happen to her? Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Dad, don’t worry too much.”
Fang Yihan took two steps forward, reached out and grasped her grandfather's shoulder, looking at Huo Tingxiao with a teasing gaze.
Given how much Tingxiao cherishes Yueyue, how meticulously he takes care of her, and how carefully he instructs her on everything, how could he possibly let anything happen to Yueyue?
Feeling her aunt's teasing, Huo Tingxiao's ears turned slightly red, but she didn't refute it at all.
He absolutely cannot let anything happen to her.
"Alright, alright, we've finished talking about business. Tingxiao, go out and keep Yueyue company. Xiaojun is being noisy, don't take Yueyue to do anything dangerous. We can take care of things in the kitchen." Fang Yihan stood up, clapped her hands, and, taking pity on her nephew, let him off the hook.
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"Huo Tingxiao, you're out so quickly?"
Outside the door, Wen Xingyue and Huo Tingjun each held a mango in their hands and were eating it. They couldn't find a knife and were really craving the mangoes. Since they were busy inside and didn't want to disturb them, they simply peeled the mangoes themselves and started eating them.
The mango was huge, and Wen Xingyue had to use both hands to hold it and eat it, getting mango all over her face.
"—Why are you eating mangoes like that? You've got them all over your faces."
Upon seeing the two little kittens, Huo Tingxiao was both amused and exasperated. Huo Tingjun, who always ate rudely and ended up with his face covered in food, was no exception. The little peach blossom spirit's fair and delicate face had also been turned into a little kitten's mess.
That mango was as big as her face. Holding the mango, which was bigger than her face, the little peach blossom spirit ate it with great relish.
"You guys are busy, Xiaojun and I couldn't find the knife."
Feeling the stickiness on her face, Wen Xingyue knew her face must be dirty. She turned her head to look at the chubby boy who was wolfing down his food. The boy's face was filthy. Suddenly, Wen Xingyue remembered that she had been eating in the same way as the boy. If the boy's face was so dirty, then hers must be dirty too.
Thinking about her dirty face, Wen Xingyue felt uncomfortable all over. "Huo Tingxiao, is my face dirty? Quick, quick, wipe it for me."
She quickly tilted her head up, gesturing for Huo Tingxiao to wipe her clean.
"Why didn't you call me if you couldn't find the knife?"
Their words made Huo Tingxiao raise his eyebrows, and he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and approached her to carefully wipe the mango juice off her face.
The grandparents were worried that the two children might hurt themselves while playing with knives, so they didn't put knives in the fruit plate.
They overlooked the fact that the two children would be eating mangoes while they were talking.
The mango juice on her face was wiped away little by little, and her face regained its charming appearance. The little peach blossom spirit looked up at him, her naturally red lips slightly pouting as she tilted her head back, as if tempting him to pick them. Huo Tingxiao felt inexplicably thirsty, and his Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably.
I want to kiss you...
"Are you done wiping?"
Wen Xingyue sensed that Huo Tingxiao's hand had stopped moving. She craned her neck, unable to look at her own face, as there was no mirror nearby.
"All done wiping."
Huo Tingxiao was instantly pulled back to his senses, realizing what he had just been thinking, and his gaze involuntarily shifted to the side.
Huo Tingxiao suddenly realized that his self-control, which he was once proud of for lying motionless in the snow for twenty hours to ambush the enemy, seemed to have declined.
"Huo Tingxiao, this is so delicious! It's even better than an apple. Do you want to try some?"
Wen Xingyue held up the mango she had half-eaten and shared it with him.
The little peach blossom spirit ate very well. Unlike Huo Tingjun, who would gnaw on any meat that was available, she only ate one side properly and didn't waste the other side.
The mango was just ripe and had a slightly crisp texture. The tiny teeth marks on the flesh were incredibly cute.
"This is delicious."
Summer is hot now, and many fruits cannot be preserved for long. In addition, due to inconvenient transportation, many fruits spoil before they even reach Beijing. Mangoes, on the other hand, have to be delivered from Guangzhou, which is thousands of miles away. The long journey means that very few mangoes reach Beijing undamaged.
The demand is too high, so mangoes are rarely sold in Beijing and few people eat them.
These children were brought to Guangzhou by my aunt through a classmate she had a good relationship with.
Huo Tingxiao lowered his eyes and looked at the person staring at him expectantly. Her beautiful, watery eyes were filled with anticipation of sharing her beloved possession. After a moment, Huo Tingxiao nodded, took her hand, and bit her on the tooth mark.
It tastes very sweet upon first bite.
He liked it very much.
"Is it delicious?" Wen Xingyue asked, her eyes sparkling.
"Delicious." Huo Tingxiao nodded.
Her beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons.
“If you like it, we’ll buy some more to take home. I remember I have a comrade-in-arms from Guangzhou. I’ll contact him and ask him to bring some over for me.”
Huo Tingxiao brushed the long hair that had fallen across her forehead behind her ear.
He was wondering which of his comrades was from Guangzhou and asked someone to bring some back for him.
Hearing her brother's words, Huo Tingjun felt that the mango in her hand no longer tasted good, and she felt a little sour.
He also loves mangoes, but he can only eat them when there are mangoes on sale. His brother never goes to any extra trouble for him, let alone spend any extra effort just to bring him mangoes.
But after glancing at his beautiful and adorable sister-in-law, he thought, "Well, it's only right for my brother to put in more effort. If I weren't still too young to find anyone to buy things for her, I would buy her lots of things too."
"Okay, okay." Wen Xingyue didn't realize how difficult it was to eat; she liked mangoes and wanted to eat them.
Huo Tingxiao didn't think it was a problem or a hassle. If he couldn't satisfy her desires for food, then it was his incompetence.
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