Su Sanlang cried and laughed. He stroked Su Chong's head, then Su Hua's head, and then put his arm around their shoulders. He choked several times and did not say anything.
Chen Hu and Madam Qian heaved a sigh of relief. All their worries turned into tears of joy at this moment.
She laughed and wiped her tears.
It took them a while to calm down, but Su Sanlang and Madam Zhao's eyes were red.
Releasing the children, Su Sanlang said hoarsely, "It's good that you're back. It's good that you're back. It's good that you're safe."
Su Sanlang looked at Zhou Heng, who was standing quietly beside him. He reached out and patted Zhou Heng's shoulder. Zhou Heng smiled gently. "Third Uncle, we're back. I'm sorry to have made you worry."
Su Sanlang wiped the tears and snot from his face and shook his head gently.
"Have a good chat with your family. You must be hungry after rushing back. Let's go cook."
