My older sister, born in the 1970s, stole my marriage; I took my three treasures and blew up the fam

Seeing that the person was about to cry, Ruan Tinghe, who was not good at comforting people, quickly said, "Shen Yan has already told me about finding the person. I will help if I can."

Qiao Xiaqing looked at Ruan Tinghe in surprise. This girl was beautiful and bright. From a few words, it was clear that she was frank and had a clear sense of right and wrong. She was a very good girl.

She was nothing like the vixen or scheming widow Ruan Jiaojiao described...

I was really wrong before; I almost judged a person based on just a few words from Ruan Jiaojiao.

No wonder her son likes her; who wouldn't like a girl like that?

Unfortunately, she had already been married and had three children.

If her son really wasn't lying, and the child really is her grandson, that would be wonderful.

That's right. Although Shen Yan repeatedly said that he was Ruan Tinghe's "deceased husband" and that the child was his, he was indeed the father of Ruan Tinghe's "deceased husband".

But Qiao Xiaqing still harbored doubts, especially now that she had seen Ruan Tinghe's beauty and genuine nature.

She felt that her son was lying to his mother because he liked Ruan Tinghe so much, and that he was even going to become someone else's stepfather!

Sigh, my son is blinded by love!

"Mom! We're back!"

Following the sound, they saw a huge bamboo basket floating in.

Looking down, I realized that Da Bao was holding the bamboo basket with both hands. The basket was too big for him to hold, and it was so tall that it covered half of him, so only his thighs and below were visible.

The bamboo basket was heavy, and Da Bao, who couldn't see the path at all, ran very fast, skillfully stepping over the threshold and avoiding the stool blocking his way.

They ran straight toward Ruan Tinghe without any mishap.

As Qiao Xiaqing passed by, she clearly saw that the bamboo basket was full of lotus roots!

A lotus root thicker than a child's thigh!

She watched in horror as Da Bao placed the bamboo basket on the table, and with a thud, the table shook violently.

Da Bao's fair and tender face tilted up from behind the bamboo basket, and a face that Qiao Xiaqing was extremely familiar with suddenly appeared in her line of sight.

The gift in my hand fell to the ground with a thud, and the fruit in the bag rolled out, spun around on the ground, and only stopped when it was covered with small stones.

"he……"

Qiao Xiaqing stared at Da Bao in disbelief. In broad daylight, under strong light, Da Bao's incredibly clear face gradually overlapped with the little Shen Yan in her memory.

That's so similar!

Others may not remember what Shen Yan looked like when she was a child, but she remembers it perfectly!

She couldn't be mistaken; this was clearly a carbon copy of Shen Yan when he was a child!

Was she blind that night? How could she be so worried about Ruan Jiaojiao that she didn't even take a proper look at the child's face?

If only she had looked at it even once more, looked at it seriously!

She's not so bad that she doesn't even recognize her own grandson!

Qiao Xiaqing felt her face burning. She had just been thinking to herself that her son must have been blinded by love to lie to her and say that the child was his biological child.

I never expected things to turn out this way so quickly!

Her son wasn't lying to her; Da Bao really is her grandson!

Then Erbao and Xiaobao...

Overwhelmed with joy, Qiao Xiaqing looked expectantly toward the door.

Sure enough, two little mud dolls came in with unsteady steps, their faces and clothes covered in mud. Erbao's hair even looked like it had been washed with mud; when the wind blew, his muddy hair became stiff and hard.

Ruan Tinghe was so frightened that she ran over quickly and grabbed one in each hand.

"What happened? How did it get like this?"

Erbao shrank his neck and lowered his head, not daring to speak, while Xiaobao simply closed his eyes, pretending not to know anything.

"He's using this trick again!"

Ruan Tinghe was utterly helpless; these two siblings always used this trick to get into trouble.

"Dabao, you tell us."

"Here I am!" Da Bao ran over excitedly.

"Mom, my younger brother and sister secretly went down to the pond to dig lotus roots when I wasn't looking!"

Ruan Tinghe looked Da Bao up and down. Although Da Bao also had a lot of mud on him, he was much better off than Er Bao and Xiao Bao, who were covered in mud.

"And what about you? Why didn't you get off?"

Da Bao pointed to the bamboo basket on the table: "I went to harvest bamboo shoots, and they were in the pond in just a short while!"

"Achoo!" Xiao Bao suddenly sneezed, his mouth full of mud, interrupting the mother and son's conversation and also catching Ruan Tinghe's attention.

Although Ruan Tinghe was very angry, she felt more heartache than anger.

"Alright, go take a hot shower first, and you'll have to explain yourself properly later!"

Holding Erbao and Xiaobao's hands, one in each hand, Erbao and Xiaobao deliberately walked slowly. When Ruan Tinghe wasn't paying attention, the two looked at each other behind her. Xiaobao stuck out his tongue and made a funny face, while Erbao gave her a thumbs up with his other hand.

When Da Bao saw this, he knew that Xiao Bao had deliberately sneezed to interrupt his mother's questioning.

After Mom finished her work, her anger subsided considerably.

After taking the child into the bathroom, I noticed that Qiao Xiaqing was still in the yard, even staring at Da Bao.

Ruan Tinghe became alert: "I need to give the child a bath."

"Do you need my help?"

Qiao Xiaqing's unconscious enthusiasm seemed even more frightening.

Ruan Tinghe looked at her strangely, thinking that she was trying to please her because of Shen Nian.

"No need. I will do my best regarding your daughter, but not for you, but for her innocent daughter and for Shen Yan, who has never given up searching for her."

"Okay, okay, I know, thank you! You're such a good girl!"

Qiao Xiaqing is becoming more and more satisfied with Ruan Tinghe.

"You can't manage to bathe the kids all by yourself, can you? Let me help you!" Qiao Xiaqing was still unwilling to give up; she wanted to take a good look at Erbao and Xiaobao.

The two little ones were so dirty that their faces were hard to see.

She longs to hold her three children in her arms and take a good look at her beloved grandchildren!

"No need." Qiao Xiaqing's excessive enthusiasm made Ruan Tinghe a little unhappy, as it only made her suspicious.

Qiao Xiaqing regretfully lowered her sleeves. She dared not insist any further, fearing that she would anger her future daughter-in-law and lose the chance to see her beloved grandson in the future.

"Then, can I wait here for Ayan to come back?"

She compromised, thinking that if she couldn't help take care of the child, staying here would be fine, right?

What could Ruan Tinghe say?

The Yin and Shen families are old friends.

She's just staying here temporarily; we can't really kick her out, can we?

Without saying anything more, she took the children's change of clothes and went to give the three little ones a bath.

The bathroom was large, so Ruan Tinghe found a curtain and used clips to divide it in the middle.

Xiao Bao is on one side, while Er Bao and Da Bao are on the other.

One bucket of water per person.

"Erbao, Dabao, you two wash yourselves first. Make sure you get all the mud off, okay? Mom will go wash your sister's hair first. Her hair is so long and covered in mud. It'll be hard to wash it off if you don't wash it soon."

"Okay, Mom!"

"Okay, Mom. I'll make sure my little brother washes himself properly."

Da Bao patted his chest and took on the responsibility of being the eldest brother.