She protected Fubao and glared at her son with disdain, "Go away! Nannan has grown up, and you are still hugging her. What's wrong with that?"
"What? Mom, this is my daughter, you can't even hug me?"
Shen Jianlin's eyes widened as if he had heard something incredible. "I finally had time to go back home and wanted to see my daughter. Now you won't let me hold her?"
"Daddy, hug me!" Fubao finished the ice cream in no time, regardless of Grandma Shen's attempts to stop him. Then he ran towards him like he did when he was a child and threw himself into Shen Jianlin's arms.
Shen Jianlin was suddenly overjoyed. His heart seemed to melt as he hugged his cuddly and soft daughter.
Lin Xiujuan walked in afterwards and felt a little jealous when she saw the father and daughter being so intimate.
Humph, other girls seem to be closer to their mothers, but this one in her family seems to be closer to her father.
After Fubao rubbed against Shen Jianlin's arms, he looked up and saw Lin Xiujuan, and quickly called out "Mom" sweetly.
Lin Xiujuan felt relieved at this and went forward to hug Fubao, feeling fulfilled.
Shen Zhiyi and Shen Zhile diligently prepared some food and drinks for their parents. After the two of them had rested, Mrs. Shen walked over to Lin Xiujuan and said, "Xiujuan, come here. Mom left a lot of good things for you."
Old Mrs. Shen affectionately took Lin Xiujuan inside, where they saw a small room with a bed for people to rest.
On the bed were many daily necessities, women's clothes and shoes, and backpacks, piled up like a small mountain. Old Mrs. Shen held Lin Xiujuan's hand and said, "Xiujuan, these are all yours. Mom picked out the best ones. Look at this dress, the material is so good. These shoes are loved by city women. They look fashionable!"
Lin Xiujuan was flattered. She didn't expect that Old Lady Shen would leave so many things for her. To be honest, there are very few mothers-in-law who are so good to their daughters-in-law and so thoughtful. They are not so good to their own sons.
Lin Xiujuan was surprised and touched. "Mom, this is too much. How can I accept this? You can sell it outside."
"Is this too much?" Old Mrs. Shen disagreed. "You don't know. I heard that women in big cities have a room at home to store clothes, shoes, backpacks, etc. What's it called? Yes! Cloakroom. They have a lot of stuff. What's this for you?"
Shen Jianlin heard the sound and walked in. He was a little confused when he saw the things on the bed. He then complained, "Mom, where are mine? Why don't you pick something good for me?"
Old Madam Shen glanced at him and said, "Why, do you still need an old lady like me to prepare things for you? How old are you, and you still think you are a kid? Isn't it embarrassing? There is nothing for you!"
"Then why does Xiujuan have it again?"
"She is my daughter-in-law, of course I have to treat her well." Old Mrs. Shen said as if it was a matter of course. She really didn't treat her son as her own son.
Shen Jianlin knew she would say that and sighed helplessly.
Fortunately, he had long been accustomed to his mother's principle of raising boys roughly and girls pampered, so he never received any special care from the old lady since he was a child, and was told to be self-reliant and strong.
The family reunited, and Mrs. Shen was particularly happy and motivated. She cooked several dishes in a row when she got home that night, with fish and meat as if they were free. Old man Shen also took out the liquor he bought in Guangzhou. It was Maotai, the most famous liquor in the country. A bottle was very expensive, comparable to a big meal in a restaurant.
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