Aunt He said to Mrs. He with an envious look, "You know, your third son is truly blessed."
Mrs. He nodded. "Yes, he's the one we worried about most, but now he's the one doing the best and giving us the least to worry about."
Aunt He patted Mrs. He's arm. "That's also because you have good judgment. You found him a wonderful wife."
Mrs. He was also a hundred percent satisfied with her past decision.
When she turned and saw her eldest son and his two children, her heart ached terribly at the sight of how swollen He Nan's face was.
Ziqing stood to the side in a daze while He Nan picked up Tuanzi, who was sitting on the ground.
Tuanzi, likely frightened by the earlier scene, clung to He Nan's neck, crying and fussing.
Aunt He said to Mrs. He, "He Nan is still young. You should find someone else for him in the future."
"We'll see!" Her eldest son and his wife had just divorced; Mrs. He was in no mood to think about that now.
