Yun Qingluo and his party finally arrived in the capital after driving for another half month.

When Yun Qingluo saw the familiar figure at the city gate, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

The last time she went to the southwest for disaster relief, it was snowing and falling when she came back. Her father, mother, mother, and brother were also waiting for her at the city gate.

"Luo Luo!" Yun Mu's voice sounded with tears of joy.

Yun Qingluo came back to her senses and quickly stepped forward and threw herself into Yun Mu's arms.

But he was stopped by Father Yun.

Yun Qingluo looked at Father Yun with slight dissatisfaction, and Yun Mu also looked at Father Yun.

Father Yun curled his lips, reached out to pat the snowflakes on Mica's cloak, and said aggrievedly, "There is snow, don't let it get too cold."

Yun Qingluo couldn't help but shed tears. Looking at her two relatives who were intact, her worries and fears were finally soothed.

Yun Yu also patted the snowflakes on her body, but Yun Qingluo couldn't wait and threw herself into Yun Yu's arms, calling out "Aniang" weakly.

Yun Yu stiffened, hugged Yun Qingluo as if feeling something, and started crying too.

"Good girl, my good daughter, you have suffered, you have suffered."

Yun Mu touched Yun Qingluo's bony arm, feeling suffocated by the pain in her heart, and her body went limp and fell down.

Yun's father was well prepared and caught Yun Mu. Facing Yun Qingluo's worried face, Yun Mu comforted her and said, "Don't worry, Luoluo. Your mother is just so happy to see you back. Just go back home and rest." Don’t worry, Luoluo.”

Father Yun looked at Yun Qing's thin and pale face and couldn't help but blush, "It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back."

Yun Qingluo paused for a moment. She glanced at Yun's father specifically, but saw that Yun's father avoided her gaze.

Yun Qingluo thought to herself that her father seemed to be hiding something from her.

Moreover, there was clearly a hint of guilt and apology in Dad's tone just now.

why?

Yun Qingluo was worried about Yun Yu at the moment and did not bother to study. After helping Yun Yu get on the carriage, Yun Yu woke up leisurely.

As a result, when Mica opened her eyes, she saw two pairs of bright and pure eyes looking at her curiously.

Yun Yu's eyes widened, "Luo Luo, this, this is..."

Yun Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her mother-in-law's expression of disbelief and surprise.

"They are your grandson and granddaughter, grandma, do they look like me when I was a child?" Yun Qingluo asked coquettishly.

Just after getting on the carriage, she took Mica's pulse and knew that Mica was fine, but now that she was awake, her worries dissipated a little.

Yun Mu wanted to sit up, but Yun Qingluo knelt in the carriage and helped Yun Mu sit up. Yun Mu pulled her up again and sat aside.

"It's cold in winter, don't kneel casually from now on." Yunmu scolded in a low voice, but her tone was distressed.

Yun Qingluo heard the hidden meaning of Yun Mu's words and nodded obediently.

Yunmu saw that Yun Qingluo understood, and then turned to look at her two good grandchildren.

"Hey, my little sweet grandson, I am your grandmother, oh, you smiled, smiled at me, you recognized me, right?" Yun Mu was excited when she saw the two little guys smiling at her with open mouths. Incessantly.

Yun Qingluo smiled and watched the person who gave birth to her teasing the person who gave birth to her, and she felt very satisfied.

The three generations of them don't have the same surname, but they do share the same blood.

This kind of song feels amazing and makes me happy just thinking about it.

Yun Qingluo was in a daze when she heard Yun Mu ask, "Luoluo, do they have names?"

"Well, the boy is the elder brother, his first name is Mo Junye, and his nickname is Ze Yan. The girl is the younger sister, her first name is Mo Zhiyuan, and her nickname is Qian Yue." Yun Qingluo replied with a smile.

Yun Mu nodded appreciatively, "The name is good, Jun Ye, Zhi Yuan, um, a good name. He is so good-looking, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he will follow the prince at a glance."

Yun Qingluo was a little dissatisfied and complained, "Auntie, don't they look like me?"

Yun Mu looked up at Yun Qingluo and smiled angrily, "You are already a mother-in-law, but to be so childish and let others know is a big joke."

Yun Qingluo pulled Mica's sleeve coquettishly, frowned and said, "I'm still a child."

She is telling the truth. In modern times, at her age, like a flower, isn't she the flower of the motherland?

But in ancient times, she was still the mother of two children.

Alas, she suddenly missed the nine-year compulsory education.

Perhaps it is already twelve years of compulsory education.

Just as Yun Mu was about to speak, Father Yun suddenly opened the curtains and said, "Where is my dear grandson? Come and see..."

Before Father Yun finished speaking, Yun Mu slapped him out, "Damn it, it's so cold outside. What should I do if I open the curtain and freeze my grandson? When I asked you to get on the carriage, you couldn't come alive, what did you say? You ladies in carriages are not rubbish, huh, if you want to see it, you can see it when you get home."

Father Yun's voice sounded unwillingly, "Humph, just go back and see. I'll go first and wait there."

As soon as Father Yun finished speaking, he heard the distant sound of horse hooves outside.

Yun Qingluo watched Yunmu put on a gentle and approachable face to tease the two little ones.

But he knew in his heart that my father heard my mother's voice just now and hurriedly came to see her.

Those eyes never looked away from A-Niang after opening the curtain. They were obviously worried about A-Niang, but they insisted that they wanted to look at the two little guys.

When Yun Qingluo thought of this, she felt a little jealous and a little sweet.

Fortunately, for the relationship between father and mother, this is the ancient time of polygamy, but father only takes one scoop of water for the sake of mother.

My father resisted the oppression of his family and had only one wife in his life, his mother-in-law.

But most of the time my father could only see my mother-in-law. Because of this, she and her two brothers were often jealous.

I really agree with that sentence, parents are true love, children are accidents.

When the carriage swayed to the general's mansion, Yun's father was already waiting at the door with two brand-new cloaks.

Seeing the carriage stop, Yun's father hurriedly stepped forward, opened the curtain slightly, handed the cloak in, and whispered, "It's windy outside. Wrap the child first to avoid catching cold."

Yun Mu muttered, "You are the only one who cares about the children, as if I, a mother with three children, are just a decoration."

Father Yun smiled flatteringly and stretched out his hand to help Yun Mu get out of the carriage.

Let Cuixin and Cuizhi hold Yuncu, then open the curtain to hold the child.

But Yun Mu pushed him away mercilessly, "You go away quickly, the child is still so young, you are such a big guy, don't hurt my good grandson."

Yun Mu squeezed away Yun's father, took the child from Yun Qingluo's hand, and asked Yuntao to come over and take away the other one.

Yun Qingluo looked at Yun's father who dared to be angry but dared not speak, looking at the two children eagerly, and laughed in her heart.

Dad is always very cute in front of grandma.

Yun Qingluo saw how pitiful her father was and couldn't help but speak for him.

But she was rejected mercilessly by Yun Mu, "When he was a child, he hugged Zi Yu and didn't know how to hold back. He only used brute force to restrain the infant Zi Yu, which hurt Zi Yu. When he changed his clothes, he discovered that Zi Yu was covered with bruises. It was all purple and purple, and later Ziyu cried when he saw him."

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