Xiao Jianming was beginning to wonder if the old man only wanted a great-grandson now, not caring about his son or grandson anymore.
With narrowed eyes, the old crocodile said to Grandma Xiao, "If you really want her to move in, I’m afraid one room won’t be enough. You should clean up a few more."
Grandma Xiao assumed he meant to clean up a few rooms for the nannies taking care of the pregnant woman, so she agreed readily, "What’s so difficult about that? If there are not enough rooms, let them three live together."
By "them three," she meant the three Xiao Family daughters standing over there.
Xiao Shuzhu smiled without saying a word. Xiao Shuju and Xiao Shulan exchanged glances.
Gu Nuan and Yebai definitely had no idea about the arrangements their grandmother had made back home. They boarded the plane, bid farewell to the Zhao Family, and embarked on their journey back home.
Since they couldn’t manage to get seats together at the last minute, they flew back in separate groups.
Eventually, Gu Nuan and Xiao Yebai ended up on a flight by themselves.
Upon arrival at the domestic airport, someone was already there waiting for the two of them.
Zhao Menglong, following his father’s instructions, had taken the flight back from Mi Country with his younger brother Zhao Mengqing, and then waited in the airport hall for their uncle and auntie to come out.
Having seen their family photo on Zhao Mengjin’s phone, Gu Nuan, following behind Xiao Yebai, quickly recognized the Zhao brothers as soon as she saw them across the way.
Zhao Menglong inherited his parents’ excellent family genes. He was tall and handsome, a high school basketball player with long legs—nearly the same height as Yebai now.
His expression, however, resembled that of Zhao Zirong and Xiao Shumei—very calm and serious, too serious for his sunny youth.
As Xiao Yebai and Gu Nuan approached, Zhao Menglong called out with a stern face, "Uncle, Auntie."
Xiao Yebai made an acknowledging noise.
Clearly, the typically nonchalant Yebai wasn’t quite used to the overly serious Zhao Menglong, who was even more serious than Zhao Zirong. Too serious, in fact—it was disconcerting.
Compared to Zhao Menglong, the much younger Zhao Mengqing followed behind his brother almost like a little potato or Little Pudding. He had a bowl haircut, was dressed in a kindergarten suit, and wore a little blue tie.
It was clear that Little Pudding’s getup was carefully planned by his older brother.
After all, they were going to live with their uncle and auntie; it was important to make a good first impression.
Immediately after, with the serious attitude of a kindergarten teacher, Zhao Menglong lowered his head to his brother and said, "Say ’uncle,’ ’auntie.’
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Both Zhao Menglong and Zhao Mengqing were startled.
Little Pudding looked up following his brother, his clear, bright, light brown eyes set in a beautifully angelic face—so endearing, it almost demanded a cheek pinch.
Gu Nuan couldn’t help but think that the child had inherited great genes; he was indeed beautiful and seemed likely to outshine his brother in the future.
The young Little Pudding, of course, couldn’t muster up his brother’s level of seriousness and appeared somewhat timid and shy.
Though Yebai was great with kids, he was somewhat at a loss facing a little one like Little Pudding.
He pouted his lips slightly, turning to his wife: It’s up to you, okay?
If his wife couldn’t handle it, that would provide the perfect excuse to quickly send the child back. For some reason, Yebai felt more and more like he had been duped.
As for Gu Jinrong, she knew exactly how to handle children, because her parents were both working and busy, leaving her to raise her younger brother practically on her own.