"Uncle, uncle, we want to ride in the car too."
When the two nephews saw Lu Liang getting ready to leave, they hurriedly ran out again. With one stern look from Lu Ya, she barked, "Get back!"
Like mice who'd seen a cat, the two children dashed back into the house without looking back, prompting Lu Liang to clap his hands in admiration, "My sister, as domineering as ever."
It was rare for Lu Ya not to get angry, and from the depths of her eyes, a long-absent tenderness emerged, "Liang, I feel like you've changed a lot lately."
Her brother had always been a lively boy, but since getting married, he gradually became more silent.
Although the siblings had each started their own families and in recent years only saw each other once a year, she could feel the huge pressure his wife and family were putting on Lu Liang.
She couldn't offer much help, but now that Lu Liang had reverted to that big boy he once was, Lu Ya was very pleased.
"Sis, please get in the car."
