"Mm! Uncle will definitely miss little Cheng Guang," Song Yuanming promised tenderly.
"Mm, if Uncle misses me, then Cheng Guang will miss you too. Otherwise, Cheng Guang won't miss Uncle anymore," Song Cheng Guang grinned stupidly with satisfaction, and then continued to blurt out charming words.
The child was becoming more and more clever and endearing.
"Alright, get on the train! Don't miss it." It was often Song Yuanhuan who stood out to be the bad guy and threw cold water on such harmonious moments.
"Then we're off. Sister-in-law, you all head back home!" Song Yuan Yao and Song Yuanming promptly nodded in understanding. After passing Little Baby and Little Moon to Xu Xiuxiu and Xu Jingjing, they each took their luggage.
