Her little hands were clenched tightly.
They were clearly scared too.
"It's okay, don't be scared, your third uncle is here," Xie Zhu bent down and picked up the two little ones together. "Besides, Da Bao and Xiao Bao are men, what's there to be afraid of in such a small thing?"
“That grandma is so fierce,” Da Bao said, sitting on Xie Zhuo’s arm. “She’s just as fierce as Grandma Tian.”
"Grandma Tian even hits people," Xiao Bao added.
The two of them hadn't dared to approach the gate, and had been watching from a distance. When they saw Wang Cuilan glaring and cursing, they immediately thought of Granny Tian.
Granny Tian would glare at Hei Ya and berate her every day, sometimes even resorting to physical violence.
“So that’s what you’re afraid of,” Xie Zhuo thought for a moment, then said, “Then Da Bao and Xiao Bao should eat more when they eat, so that when they grow up to be as tall as their third uncle, they won’t be afraid of anything.”
“Yes, Uncle is amazing,” Da Bao immediately nodded in agreement.
Then she turned to look at Xu Yan and said, "Third Aunt is even more amazing."
Upon hearing this, Xie Zhuo also turned to look at Xu Yan.
Xu Yan: "..."
When Xie Zhuo took the two children to their room for a nap, Xu Yan suddenly remembered that her mung bean soup was still cooking in the pot.
I wonder if the water has boiled away by now.
When she ran into the kitchen, she discovered that the firewood in the stove had long since burned out, leaving only a few embers.
She carefully lifted the pot lid.
The soup in the pot was still bubbling from the residual heat, and the mung beans had all burst open. Because she had added some white sugar halfway through, you could still smell a sweet aroma.
"Is it cooked?" Xie Zhuo walked in.
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