Meng Tianzhu waved his hand dismissively, "What trouble? With her around, we find it much more interesting, and the courtyard is much more lively."
Lin Wangshu was relieved. She looked at the quiet little sun again, tapped his still fair face, and laughed, "Your dad was hoping you'd become a bit rougher. Now it seems he's going to be very disappointed."
The little sun didn't understand and tilted its head in confusion, asking, "I'm not an eraser, why would I need to become rougher?"
Hearing his childish words, everyone burst into laughter.
Ya Ning suppressed a laugh and said, "You should teach according to aptitude. Little Sun loves to stay in my study and read books. I think we should let him follow me and study literature in the future."
Ouyang Yi nodded in agreement, "I think it's a good idea. This child looks clever. He doesn't necessarily have to be a martial artist in the future. Being an intellectual is also a good thing."
Seeing his pontificating manner, An Xin rolled her eyes at him, "This isn't your grandson, so just shut up."
When they arrived at the Jiang family's former home, now the home of Political Commissar Meng, Lin Wangshu was filled with emotion. The house was still the same, but they could never go back to their childhood.
Little Star tugged at Lin Wangshu's sleeve and asked curiously, "Mom, did you and Dad live here before?"
Lin Wangshu was brought back to her senses by her words. She nodded and pointed to the wall next to the toilet, laughing, "Yes, your dad was quite naughty when he was little. Your grandma would chase him around with a stick and beat him. He would cover his bottom and hide against the wall."
Little Star covered her mouth and chuckled, "So Dad was just like me when he was little, then he said I was naughty."
Having finally returned to this familiar place, everyone said they wanted to stay a few more days, sitting by the sea fishing every day, watching the big fish thrashing about, and they were all quite reluctant to leave.
This must have been tough for Jiang Weidong, who was all alone at home. After so long, he was still facing a cold stove and empty pots, and the desolation in his heart was indescribable.
Therefore, on the morning of the day they were going to the shooting range, Lin Wangshu was brushing her teeth with her excited little sun and little star when she heard Jiang Weidong's voice at the door.
"Little Moon!"
Lin Wangshu looked over and saw Jiang Weidong smiling at her, which made her feel as if she were seeing the young Jiang Junqing who had returned from a fight in the past.
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