However, Han Ming still refuted, "Third Sister, if you don't mind having another daughter, take her to your side and raise her. Let them be filial to you in the future."
"Get lost!"
Han Qiao was so angry that she almost vomited blood.
"Third Sister, I'm serious. I..." Han Ming looked at his four children standing not far away.
The two younger ones didn't understand, but the two older ones did.
They were not loved by their parents since they were young.
After Han Qiao returned to Xishang Village, they often came to Han Qiao's place to play.
She realized that their three cousins were different from them.
Besides the abundant food and beautiful clothing, they were treated like adults.
Their aunt would smile at their three cousins, praise them, pat their heads, and gently teach them how to do the right thing.
"..."
The four children did not speak.
They didn't call their father.