Su Jingjing stayed for two more days before they set off to return home.
Yan Ling wished she could take all the good things in the house and give them to her daughter.
Su Jingjing looked at the bag full of cucumbers, corn, and peanuts, and suddenly felt a headache coming on.
"Mom, keep these at home for you to eat."
My mother let her take all the good things back, and I don't know if my sister-in-law cares.
At this moment, Dong Qin stepped forward, holding her son, and smiled slightly, "Jingjing, take it back. Everything in the city costs money."
She heard that things in the city were ridiculously expensive.
Besides, Jingjing is good to her. This time, she brought Guodong not only a can of milk powder, but also a lot of other things to help him get better.
She is not an ungrateful person. During her postpartum period, without her sister-in-law's help, her body could not have recovered so quickly.
In rural areas, there is no such thing as postpartum confinement. Generally, people have to go back to work in the fields after three days. No one will feel sorry for them; they will just take it for granted.
Unless the husband's family is wealthy or one has a good mother-in-law, one would reluctantly wait half a month before going out again.
She sat there for a full month; it must have been at her sister-in-law's behest.
Su Jingjing ultimately accepted the gift.
Knowing her sister-in-law's character, Su Jingjing was happy to treat her well.
Interpersonal relationships are reciprocal.
When it was time to say goodbye, Xiao Guodong suddenly started to cry, his eyes fixed on Yuanyuan, his little hands waving wildly.
In the past few days, Yuanyuan has taken the initiative to play with him, and the two have developed a deep friendship.
An'an doesn't seem to have much of a feeling for children.
Yan Ling teased her grandson, "Are you reluctant to see your older brother and sister go back?"
Little Guodong cried even harder.
She pursed her lips and cried loudly, tears falling rapidly like raindrops.
Everyone was at a loss.
Li Yuanyuan stepped forward, took her little brother's toes, and gently coaxed him, "Don't cry, little brother, I'll come see you again next time."
Surprisingly, Xiao Guodong stopped crying and stared longingly at his sister.
Its small body swayed back and forth, as if it had agreed.
Yan Ling praised without reservation, "Our Yuanyuan really knows how to handle things."
Amidst everyone's reluctant gazes, Su Jingjing and the others set off to return home.
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