On the balcony of the second-floor white building, two children were standing in front of the railing, watching the scene on the street together.
"Steven, that must be Aria. Where is she going?" Julia looked over. Although she was far away, she could recognize that the person with a ponytail was Aria.
Julia was a little unhappy. Before her afternoon nap, her mother said that Aria would come to play with her when she woke up, but Aria didn't come at all, and now she was playing with someone else.
She was very sad now.
Julia tugged at her brother's sleeve and said, "Steven, doesn't Aria like me? So she doesn't want to play with me."
Julia's eyes were red, and she looked wronged and pitiful.
Steven looked at his sister helplessly and said, "You just played with her this morning. She can't just come to our house every day. She has other friends."
Julia tilted her little head again when she heard her brother's words, and then asked in confusion, "Can't Aria only play with me?"
"No."
"Even if I only play with her?"
"No."
"I can give her all the toys to play with. Is that still not enough?"
"No."
Steven looked at his sister helplessly.
Julia felt like her head was going to explode after her brother said "no" three times in a row. Her tears flowed out like a broken dam, and she began to bawl.
Steven was speechless. "Don't cry."
However, his words didn't work on the heartbroken Julia, so she could only cry louder and louder.
Hearing her daughter's cry, Mary hurriedly ran upstairs and saw her daughter crying and her son frowning on the balcony.
Mary felt a headache coming on.
"Be good, don't cry, don't cry. What's wrong now?" Mary squatted down and hugged her daughter, wiping her tears and snot with a handkerchief.
Julia hugged her mother and cried uncontrollably.
"Mommy...I want to play with... Aria... But... she plays with someone else... She doesn't...come and play with me..."
Julia cried as she spoke. Her words sounded intermittent.
Mary was helpless when she heard her daughter's words. She didn't expect that Julia cried because of such a reason.
But why did Julia know that Aria was playing with someone else?
Steven reached out and pulled out his mother's clothes, then pointed in a direction outside.
Then Mary also saw that there were four children gathered in the street in front. One of them was Aria. It seemed that she was playing with her friends.
Mary finally understood her daughter's words.
"Julia, don't cry. Tomorrow, Mommy will take you to play with Aria, okay?" Mary said gently," Aria has other friends to play with. We can't be so selfish and ask her to only play with you, right?"
However, Julia couldn't stop sobbing when she heard her mother's words.
Mary was helpless. She didn't understand why her daughter was so dependent on Aria. It was fate.
George, who heard the noise, also went upstairs and figured out what was going on.
George picked up his daughter and said, "Does Julia like Aria very much?"
"Hmm..." Julia nodded as she cried. Her tears were as endless as tap water.
"In that case, why don't we invite Aria to stay at our house together? That way, you can play with her every day." George said with a smile.
Hearing her father's words, Julia finally stopped crying. She looked at her father expectantly and said, "Really?"
"Of course." George nodded.
Julia hugged her father's neck excitedly. "That's great, that's great. Daddy, I want Aria to live with me!"
Mary frowned at her husband.
However, George told his wife not to worry.
After coaxing Julia and leaving her in his son's care, George brought Mary downstairs.
"Aren't you making a blind promise to Julia? Why would Wendy let her daughter live in our house for no reason?" Mary said with a frown.
This was something that had never happened before. If he said it like this now, how would he explain it to Julia if Aria was unwilling?
George smiled and asked his wife to sit down first and listen to him slowly.
"Honey, let me ask you, how is our family?" George asked with a smile.
Mary didn't understand what he thought but replied, "It's already the best in the Lewis Village."
"So, if there's a chance for their daughter to live a better life, do you think they'll refuse?" George said.
"But their family isn't greedy." Mary frowned.
Although Mary didn't have much contact with Wendy, she realized that Wendy wasn't a vain woman when she chatted with her. She was also very educated and wasn't an ordinary person.
She had also heard from others that Wendy had been teaching Aria to recite poems since she was two years old. It was obvious that Wendy was a person who valued education.
"It doesn't matter whether it's true or not. Our family doesn't want their daughter. We just want her to stay with us for a few days. Moreover, our two families are only separated by one street. She can sleep in our house and go everywhere she wants." George said.
If the two families were far away, they would definitely not be at ease. After all, the child was still young. However, they were only one street away and it would take less than two minutes to walk. There was nothing to worry about with such a distance.
"Besides, didn't her mother just give birth to a son? Aria's grandparents don't care about them. And her mother can't take good care of the two children alone." George said," Maybe this can lighten her burden."
Listening to her husband's words, Mary also felt that it made sense.
"But I heard from Aria's mother that day that she wanted to send Aria to preschool earlier so that she could take care of two children!" Mary said.
George was stunned for a moment before he smiled. "If that's the case, that's even better!"
Mary looked at her husband in confusion.