"Where are the kids?"

"They haven't gotten up yet. They have been looking for their mothers these days and crying day and night." When talking about this, Yan Rushan couldn't help but sigh, "How come they didn't find that they were clingy to this level before."

Zhong Yuxiu glanced at him and said angrily: "How old are they? How sensible do you think they are?"

"It's not that I'm sensible, I'm too clingy and have a big temper. I can't even coax it, and I don't stop crying when I cried. I've been sleeping every time these days. If it weren't for this, the traffickers wouldn't have targeted them."

"I'll go see them."

Yuxiu stood up and walked towards Wang Daya and his two rooms. Yan Rushan glanced at the old man and followed him.

The door of Wang Daya and Gong Zhaodi's room was wide open, and by the window was the children's small bed; Zhong Yuxiu walked into the house, Yan Rushan followed closely behind, and the two arrived at the edge of the small bed.

The three children slept side by side, their little faces were thinner and they were particularly cute in red.

He bent down and stretched out his hand to stroke their little faces. Zhong Yuxiu felt so distressed, "Do they have a good meal? Do they have to soak the milk powder for them to drink?"

"It's delicious and delicious to serve, and there's no problem with eating and drinking; when it's time for dinner, they will eat and continue to cry after eating." Yan Rushan was speechless, "When we were hungry, we asked us to make some food, we cried again after eating, and when we were tired of crying, we would go to bed."

Is it meaningful to cry like this?

Yan Rushan couldn't figure it out. Their mother couldn't come back. She was crying and sweating all over and her eyes were swollen. From this point of view, he felt that these three little kids didn't grow him. He had been aware of the current affairs since he was a child. He was a little cold in his temperament, but he could measure the pros and cons.

Let’s look at the three little kids and do all stupid things.

He was afraid he didn't know how much he was when he was a child; he changed only after he started to remember things.

"The eyes are swollen." Zhong Yuxiu gently stroked their swollen eyes with pain, "Go and get some cold water to apply to them, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable if you wake up."

As soon as I looked at their eyes, I knew what they had been crying these days.

"Will the cold water irritate them? " Yan Rushan asked.

"You have to apply it even when you wake up, otherwise you will still want this eye." I felt so distressed. If she had known this, she would have made such a choice.

Yan Rushan nodded helplessly, turned around and walked out of the room and went to the kitchen; Wang Daya and Gong Zhaodi asked curiously when they saw him coming.

"Comrade Yan, why are you here? Do you have anything to get?"

"It's okay, I'll get some cold water to apply to the children's eyes." After saying that, he paused and said, "What are you going to eat? Pastry, drinks, and pasta are fine."

Wang Daya said: "There are all, I squeezed watermelon juice and made several kinds of pastries; the pasta includes Chaos and Cold Noodles, so I'll give you and Yan Laoduan some out."

"Let's get more endings, my wife is back and just arrived home."

"Comrade Zhong is back?!"

Wang Daya shouted in surprise, Gong Zhaodi looked over, and even Feng Zheng, who was cutting meat, looked up at him.

At the sight of the three of them, Yan Rushan nodded, "Yes, I'm back, I've just arrived; you can bring some food to the living room, and then send some food upstairs. Comrade Gu and Comrade Fang and the others are back."

"I understand, I'll put it out now."

Wang Daya happily filled three portions of food and placed them in three trays; two portions were slightly smaller, and one portion was a lot of portions, which was prepared for Zhong Yuxiu.

After Yan Rushan drew cold water and went out, Wang Daya and the ones served, followed him out of the kitchen with the most portions; put the things on the coffee table in the living room, and then went back to the kitchen, calling Gong Zhaodi to deliver the remaining two to the upper floor.

Yan Rushan first brought the water basin to the children's room, and then went to the bathroom to get the children's special towels; and wrinkled the towel with her to give the children a cold compress. Zhong Yuxiu was gentler, but she frowned and did not wake up because of her cold compress. However, Yan Rushan was simple and rough, and she ignored her little son's face.

Li Zhen opened her eyes uncomfortable, and it was pitch black in front of her, and she opened her mouth and screamed, without any ambiguity.

Yan Guofeng was alarmed and ran to the door quickly, "What's going on? Why are you crying again?"

The children's crying these days made him nervous. When he heard the children crying, he felt distressed and panicked.

"It's okay, grandpa, don't worry; the children are awakened by the cold." As he said, Zhong Yuxiu hurriedly picked up the towel covered with his youngest son's eyes; as a result, when he looked to the side, the other two woke up.

They stared at her, and Zhong Yuxiu also stared at them.

After a while, the three little guys were almost in pain and whimpered.

"Mother!"

"Mom."

"Mom, mom."

As soon as the little guys cried, Zhong Yuxiu felt very distressed and stuffed the towels in his hands to Yan Rushan randomly. He picked them up one by one and put them on the bed next to him, sat side by side. He wrapped the children in his arms and coaxed them softly.

"Mom is here, how can you cry when you see it? Okay, Mom is back, stop crying, see how your eyes are swollen when you cry." They stroked their eyes one by one, and the children were crying with their necks. The arms of the three little guys, you folded me and I folded you, and they were unwilling to let go no matter how uncomfortable they felt.

"Mom, mom."

"Mom, hiccup..."

"Mom, don't leave."

The listener was sad, and Zhong Yuxiu's eyes turned red, holding her sons and keeping coaxing her.

"Okay, mom doesn't leave, don't leave; don't cry anymore, mom will cry with you if she continues to cry." I really don't know how touching the hearts of the children are. If they are happy, their parents will be happy; if they are sad, their parents will not be happy either.

Sometimes they can move people warm themselves when they say something, and sometimes sometimes a word that makes people laugh and cry is also the source of happiness.

"Stop crying, look at my father, not crying. You are crying so badly." Yan Rushan's tone was full of disgust. He really felt both sad and despised for his three sons. He was always his own son, and there was nothing he didn't feel. However, in his heart, his wife was much more important than them.

Yan Guofeng glared at his grandson, "What are you saying? How old are you? How old are they? How old are they? How old are they? How big are they?"

"Why can't you compare? My mother was often away from home before, and I wasn't like them either!"

"That's why you don't know that when you are as old as them, you are clingy and not bad at all. Every time your mom and your dad want to leave, you cry loudly. You are father and son, yes, they are all the same."

Yan Rushan:...the face hurts.
Chapter completed!