"Take Lele and Yangyang back home first, and take good care of them."
Lele looked at the adults talking, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
When Yangyang saw Grandma crying, he stopped laughing and clapping his hands too.
Even when he was held in Ms. Li's arms, he tried to reach for Lele's hand, feeling uneasy, "Brother..." The word brother came out more and more clearly now.
Hearing him call for brother, a smile appeared on Lele's face.
The two mothers, standing close, glanced at each other, both sighing at how sharp these two children were.
By the time they got home, Yang Chuxia quickly changed into her pale white clothes, kissed her two sons, and then left with Ms. Wang for Land Officer Yang's house.
Upon arriving, they found that the white silk for mourning had not yet been hung up. The whole courtyard was deathly quiet, without even the sound of crying.
If the messenger hadn't been Ms. Wang, Yang Chuxia would have thought that the news had been wrong.
