Shocking! A three-year-old brings his aloof mother to their door.

She needs to go find Brother Shan, right now!

immediately!

Sharing this amazing news!

The paths in the countryside are narrow, and everyone knows each other.

Jiang Hui walked briskly, her face beaming with undisguised joy, drawing sidelong glances from familiar neighbors along the way.

"Hey, second son's wife, what's got you so happy? Did you find some money?" an auntie picking vegetables at the door teased with a smile.

Mo Chashan was the second oldest child in his family. After Jiang Hui married into the family, she was habitually called "the second oldest's wife" by the neighbors.

Jiang Hui slammed on the brakes, stopping in front of her neighbor, her eyes gleaming with astonishing light: "How did you know I have a granddaughter?!"

The neighbor lady: "...?"

When did I find out?

Jiang Hui didn't wait for her reply at all, and continued on her own, her tone arrogant:

"Let me tell you, my granddaughter is so beautiful! Her eyes are big and dark, like grapes!"

Her skin was as white as a glutinous rice ball! And her voice was so sweet and gentle, it melted my heart!

The neighbor, an older woman, was a little bewildered by her rapid-fire boasting and subconsciously replied, "Yes..."

"How do you know my granddaughter is especially cute?!" Jiang Hui immediately seized on this remark and launched into another barrage of criticism.

The neighbor, an older woman: "...I...I didn't..."

"How did you know my granddaughter's name is Tongtong? Isn't it a lovely name? He Huantong, Tongtong means cheerful!"

The neighbor was completely speechless. She opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't get a word in edgewise.

Another elderly man watching the commotion couldn't help but burst into laughter, jokingly saying:

"Second son's wife, you're just bragging! Everyone knows that your Mo family has been all male for five generations!"

Even the brood of chicks you hatched last year, eleven eggs, and eleven roosters hatched!

Hahaha! Your rice is probably all male! Granddaughter? I don't believe you for a second!

These words struck a nerve with Jiang Hui and all members of the Mo family.

While other families are ridiculed for "not being able to produce sons," the Mo family, due to an absurd imbalance of male and female, has become the only one to be teased for "not being able to produce daughters."

Jiang Hui was so angry her nose almost crooked:

"I really have a granddaughter! She's my daughter, born to Mo Ye! She's three years old! She looks just like Mo Ye when he was little!"

"Come on!" The old man didn't believe it at all and laughed even louder.

"That kid Mo Ye is still in college! Who doesn't know that? Could it be that he was already... hahahaha!"

Second son's wife, are you going crazy missing your granddaughter?

Or maybe your Munchkin cat had another litter of kittens, and you're treating them like your granddaughters?

A burst of good-natured laughter rang out from around them.

Everyone thought Jiang Hui was joking, or that she was simply obsessed with it.

Seeing that no one believed her, Jiang Hui was too lazy to explain any further.

snort!

Wait until she brings her chubby granddaughter back, and she'll dazzle you all!

She didn't linger, and continued walking towards her tea garden, both annoyed and pleased with herself.

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In the tea garden, Mo Chashan, wearing a straw hat and with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, skillfully picked tender spring tea buds.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the tea bushes, bathing him in its warmth. This man, nearing fifty, possessed a calm and serene demeanor honed by the passage of time.

"Brother Shan! Brother Shan!" Jiang Hui's voice arrived before she did.

Mo Chashan looked up when he heard the sound and saw his wife running towards him, her forehead covered in a fine sweat.

He quickly put down his tea basket and went to greet her, his tone tinged with concern and a hint of helplessness:

"Xiaohui, slow down! You're such a grown-up, why are you still so clumsy? What if you fall?"

As he spoke, he naturally used the inside of his clean sleeve to gently wipe the sweat from Jiang Hui's forehead.

Jiang Hui pouted and snorted, but her body betrayed her enjoyment of her husband's tenderness.

Knowing his wife's temperament well, Mo Chashan smiled and began to soothe her:

"Our Xiaohui is the most composed person. There must be something incredibly good happening for her to rush to see me like this, right?"

Jiang Hui was indeed very receptive to this, her expression immediately brightening from cloudy to sunny, but she still deliberately maintained a stern face:

"That's right! I'm telling you, this is absolutely fantastic news!"

"Alright, alright, I believe anything good." Mo Chashan went along with her, then touched his throat and deliberately sighed:

"I just don't know if my parched throat can hold up before I can tell you this good news..."

Jiang Hui's face stiffened.

Oops!

She was originally going home to get water for Brother Shan, but she made a phone call to Mo Ye halfway there, and then... she completely forgot about it!

"Oh no! Water! I forgot!" She slapped her head in frustration.

Seeing her like this, Mo Chashan couldn't help but laugh. How could he bear to let her truly feel guilty?

"It's alright, it's alright, we can drink it when we get back. Tell me, what good news is it?"

Jiang Hui couldn't care less about anything else; she grabbed Mo Chashan's hand, her eyes shining with an astonishing light:

"Brother Shan! You're going to be a grandfather! We have a granddaughter! Our own granddaughter! She's three years old! Her name is Tongtong!"

Mo Chashan's first reaction was to reach out and touch Jiang Hui's forehead:

"You don't have a fever? Xiaohui, did you not sleep well last night?"

The couple truly loved their daughter. Jiang Hui suffered a difficult childbirth when she gave birth to Mo Ye, which left her with health problems and prevented her from having any more children, a regret they both deeply cherished.

Mo Ye's uncle's family did have three children, but unfortunately they were all boys.

Mo Chashan himself often wondered if there was something wrong with the feng shui of his family, Mo, because they were so unlucky in love with girls.

Even the story of how all eleven eggs hatched into roosters during the last time they hatched chicks is still a source of amusement among the neighbors.

Jiang Hui slapped his hand away and shoved the phone in his face: "Look! Look for yourself! Would I lie to you?!"

Mo Chashan took the phone with a puzzled look. The screen lit up, and a somewhat blurry but undeniably cute baby face came into view.

Mo Chashan was stunned at first glance.

It's so similar...it's so similar!

His eyebrows, his expression, especially those clean and clear eyes, were exactly the same as the photos of his son when he was three or four years old!

The wondrous connection of blood ties is fully revealed at this moment.

He was overwhelmed by ecstasy, but what followed was immense confusion and a sense of unease.

"This...this is really Xiao Mo's child?"

Mo Chashan's voice was somewhat dry:

"That brat... I've never heard him mention having a girlfriend! How come he suddenly has a three-year-old?"

His expression suddenly changed, and his tone became serious:

"Xiao Hui, this child... could it be that Xiao Mo has been messing around outside, starting something and then abandoning it?!"

Jiang Hui's face also turned pale.

Although the Mo family was not a wealthy or noble family, they were honest and upright people for generations, and their family education was extremely strict.

If Mo Ye really does something so irresponsible and hurtful to a girl, she, as his mother, will be the first to not forgive him, even before Grandpa Mo takes action!

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