The two of them immediately ran off joyfully to make trouble for Du Chengxiu.
After lunch, the children were supposed to take a nap for an hour, but Zhou Xiao didn't go back to his room immediately.
"Is something wrong?" Yang Ruxin looked at her.
"Big sister, there is something." Zhou Xiao hesitated for a moment, then looked up, "My dad only sent a letter during the New Year, and now it's been three months..."
"You miss him?" Yang Ruxin looked at the boy in front of her. It had been two years since she brought him and his sister back, and the little guy had been growing quickly with proper nutrition. He's only nine years old, but already on track to outgrow her. In these two years, she had also grown, but obviously not as fast as him.
Zhou Xiao nodded: "My sister and I both miss him."
