"Yes." Di Mingjue also sighed a little, "Yes, we’ve started our own families, and mom and dad are getting older day by day."
"So we should visit them often." Di Mingzhe smiled, "But having kids is also great; when they grow a bit older, we can send them to mom and dad’s place. That way, the siblings can spend more ti together, and mom and dad won’t feel so bored."
"Yeah." Di Mingjue nodded, "We’ll send them over once they’re weaned."
"Yeah." Di Mingzhe nodded as well.
Fang Hao, standing at the doorway, unexpectedly overheard the brothers’ conversation, and her heart instantly felt sweet and warm.
See, they say n only wise up after starting a family and having kids. How true!
These two brothers used to be indifferent or loftily arrogant, never saying such mushy things to their parents. But now, it’s different!
They have hos, loved ones, and their own flesh and blood, and they finally know what it ans to care.
Fang Hao stood touched at the doorway for a mont, watching the brothers, who seed to be reminiscing about their childhood while looking at Little Wushuang. They chatted animatedly, and their handso faces seed to be shining with happiness as they spoke of funny childhood stories.
Fang Hao wiped away her tears, carried the dishes inside, and with a deliberately stern face said, "You two brats dare call old behind my back? Where am I old? Twenty years ago, I was a stunning beauty!"
Upon hearing this, the brothers simultaneously burst into laughter.
Di Mingjue stood up and took the food tray from Fang Hao’s hands, "Yes, I’m so handso all thanks to you."
The complint made Fang Hao beam with joy. Emma, even the usually sharp-tongued third son could be this sweet-talking!
"Of course." Fang Hao was proud. Speaking of her son’s and daughter’s looks, she felt extrely pleased.
"Let serve you so porridge, have a bite." Fang Hao said as she went to serve porridge, sighing as she spoke, "Now you two have successful careers and happy families. Even Xuanxuan has found her happiness, and the Nangong Family is indeed a good match. They’re planning to get married after the New Year. But the second son hasn’t settled down yet. What do you think about it? Your mom is asking if he’s dating Nangong Ran?"
Saying this, Fang Hao handed the porridge to Di Mingjue.
Di Mingjue was taken aback, "Dating? I don’t think so."
"Really?" Fang Hao blinked and handed the other bowl of porridge to Di Mingzhe, "Here, let hold the baby."
"No need." Di Mingzhe refused, holding Little Wushuang as he sat up, smiling, "I can hold him, you take a rest."
"You." Fang Hao gave Di Mingzhe a loving, reproachful look.
Di Mingjue pouted and then laughed, "Brother, seeing you like this, if you could breastfeed, you’d probably fight to do it."
Di Mingzhe: "..."
"Alright, let’s talk seriously. About the second son, is he not dating Nangong Ran?" Fang Hao continued gossiping.
"Probably not." Di Mingjue answered, "That’s all just joking, nothing of that sort is happening."
"Really?" Fang Hao still didn’t believe it, widening her eyes, "But I heard Nangong Ran say that the second son didn’t react even with his pants off!"
"Hmm?" Di Mingzhe raised an eyebrow.
Di Mingjue nearly spit out his porridge.
"Oh, that’s a long story." Di Mingjue laughed, "But it’s probably just a joke, purely to tease the second brother. When has she ever seen him with his pants off? She’s just making stuff up, pure pretense."
Fang Hao: "..."
"Oh no!" Fang Hao slapped her head, "I gave the second son so many supplents, even herbal dicine treatnts for that!"
Di Mingjue: "..."
Di Mingzhe: "..."
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