After dinner, little Zhang Yunxuan held four chive dumplings with a straw hat and went home.
"Hanhan, your mother and I have already agreed to take Ahao and Little Huzi to live in the town," Father Yun expressed directly. "So, you should pack up soon. When the sun is less intense, I will take you guys to town."
The reason why Father Yun was in such a hurry was the fear of unexpected accidents.
Mother Yun was stunned. She hadn't thought that the old man would make such a decision.
Meng Yunhan cleared the bowls and chopsticks and glanced at Mother Yun. Seeing her upset, he didn't say anything and headed to the kitchen.
"Parents, parents-in-law, rest assured, I will certainly treat Ahao as my own son and Little Huzi as my own grandson. There won't be any unpleasant rumors."
Mother Yun felt uncomfortable being blocked by these words.
