After meeting up with the main troops, three children ran over one after another in fear of being the last.
Xiang Xiuxiu was the first to throw herself into Xiang Ying's arms.
"Mom," her frail little body trembled slightly with the sound of her sobs, "I thought you had eloped!"
Xiang Ying's mouth twitched, and she patted her daughter's little head twice.
"How could Mom possibly choose a man over you?"
Xiang Xiuxiu looked up, her big eyes misty and round.
She turned her head and looked at Xiang Yuanshuo: "Brother, I told you, Mom has changed, she no longer puts men above everything else!"
Xiang Yuanshuo and Xiang Yuanlang came over reluctantly.
Both little guys also looked worried but forced themselves to act mature.
Xiang Yuanshuo: "It's good you didn't elope, otherwise, you would have been done for, hmph!"
And Xiang Yuanlang, with his little hands behind his back, nodded lightly in a mature manner: "It's good you're back."
