Shocking! A three-year-old brings his aloof mother to their door.

Mo Ye raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised: "Tsk, this car... it actually came down from the mountain today?"

He remembered that his father had "enshrined" the car in the garage for a long time, letting it gather dust.

He Wanqing was also slightly surprised.

Maybach S680?

This is no ordinary luxury car.

Are my in-laws' family...that wealthy?

Did they send a car worth millions to pick you up from the airport?

Seeing the surprise in He Wanqing's eyes, Mo Ye smiled and explained:

"Didn't expect this? This car was bought for my dad back then... well, in my mom's words, he was 'bewitched' after glancing at GG a couple of times, and my mom decided to buy it for him."

After buying it, I realized that in my area, there are many mountain roads with sharp curves. The car has a low chassis, so I have to drive it very carefully. Even a minor bump or scratch would cost a lot in repairs, so it's really not practical.

It basically stays at home as a "treasure to guard the house," and is rarely moved even once every year or two.

Today, I guess they felt they had to go all out to pick you and Tongtong up.

He Wanqing was secretly delighted. She snorted, a hint of smugness in her voice: "I think it's because of me."

Mo Ye chuckled and teased her, "Maybe it's because of Tongtong! Grandparents love their grandchildren more."

He Wanqing playfully punched him, annoyed: "Can't you just listen to me? You deadbeat straight man!"

Mo Ye smiled and dodged away, his gaze falling on the Maybach, his thoughts drifting away:

"Speaking of which, my family was able to afford this car back then thanks in part to the efforts of Qian Yue and Si Yi's father."

"Oh?" He Wanqing's interest was piqued.

"My dad, Qianyue's dad, and Siyi's dad were high school classmates and went to university together. They have a very good relationship."

After graduating from university, students make different choices:

Qian Yue's father has a business mind and chose to start his own business. He started with a restaurant and later developed it into a hotel chain.

Siyi's father pursued a career in politics and became a civil servant.

My father studied agronomy and returned to his hometown to inherit my grandfather's tea plantation, wholeheartedly dedicated to developing his hometown and boosting the village's economy.

"After my dad came back, he did improve the quality of the tea by a lot. The aroma and taste were both improved, but even the best wine needs to be advertised."

Our area has inconvenient transportation, no good buyers, and no brand of our own, so we have always had trouble opening up sales channels and our profits have been mediocre.

Later, it was Qianyue's father who introduced our family's tea to his high-end restaurants as a trial for serving tea before meals and as a souvenir.

Siyi's father recommends our family's tea on appropriate official occasions.

Over time, they established their own brand and gradually built up their reputation.

Later, with the rise of e-commerce and content platforms, I helped set up the online store and its promotion, which is how it really took off.

Mo Ye's tone was calm, reflecting his deep appreciation for the bond between his parents' generation:

"So, the three of us grew up together and have always had a good relationship."

That's the bond forged by our fathers' struggles, and it's been passed down to us.

When we were transitioning to junior high, Qianyue and Siyi could have gone to better schools thanks to their parents' connections, but they couldn't bear to leave us, the "iron triangle," and insisted on staying here.

Here's a simple explanation, just so you know what I mean.

He Wanqing listened quietly, then gripped Mo Ye's hand tightly in return.

Having worked in the business world and witnessed countless conflicts of interest and the fickleness of human relationships, she understands all the more how precious this pure friendship, which has stood the test of time and supported each other, truly is.

"It's not about the quantity of friends, but the quality," she said softly. "Having such family-run friendships is a blessing for generations."

"Dad! Is that shiny black car Grandpa and Grandma's?"

Tongtong tugged at Mo Ye's trouser leg and pointed at the Maybach with her little finger; she had been observing it for a while.

"It should be." As soon as Mo Ye finished speaking, the driver's seat and the rear door opened almost simultaneously.

Tongtong's eyes lit up as she identified her target. Immediately, like a small cannonball launched from the sky, she ran towards the car with her bear backpack on her back and her short legs "whoosh".

"Tongtong, slow down!" Mo Ye and He Wanqing quickly followed.

Inside the car, Jiang Hui was rambling on about the interior:

"I give up! This is worse than my little tricycle! It hasn't been used for years, and the tire pressure warning light comes on as soon as I start driving it—it's such a hassle! And it's not even as spacious and comfortable as my tricycle!"

Mo Chashan, sitting in the driver's seat, was helpless:

"To welcome my daughter-in-law and granddaughter, we have to be a little formal... Hey, hey, hey! They're here! Tongtong is running over!" He had sharp eyes and immediately spotted the little figure in the pale yellow dress.

Jiang Hui's eyes lit up instantly in the back seat, and she quickly went to open the car door.

But how could she be as quick as Mo Chashan, who was well-prepared?

Mo Chashan deftly unbuckled his seatbelt, pushed open the car door, and stepped out of the car in one smooth motion.

Tongtong rushed forward like a little cannonball. When she saw her grandparents, her eyes crinkled into crescent moons with laughter, and her voice was sweet and bright: "Grandpa! Grandma!"

The baby's soft, loving call, filled with dependence and joy, was even more real and touching than what could be heard in the video, instantly warming the hearts of the two elderly people.

Mo Chashan and Jiang Hui, who had just gotten out of the car, responded simultaneously, their voices filled with barely suppressed joy: "Hey! My sweetheart!"

Mo Chashan's face lit up with a smile, and he instinctively wanted to squat down to hug his granddaughter, saying, "Come here, give it to Grandpa..."

Before he could finish speaking, he felt a familiar hand gently pinch the soft flesh of his lower back.

Mo Chashan paused, turned his head, and met his wife's slightly pouting, reproachful look, which seemed to say, "What are you stealing?"

He immediately understood, gave a dry laugh, and very tactfully changed his address, stepping aside to make way for him.

"...Xiao Hui, you hug her first, you hug her first! I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry!"

Jiang Hui then gave a satisfied "humph," walked forward with a smile, squatted down, and opened her arms.

Like a fledgling returning to its nest, Tongtong lightly nestled into her grandmother's arms, wrapped her little arms around Jiang Hui's neck, and asked affectionately:

"Grandma, do you miss Tongtong?"

"I miss her! I miss her every day, I dream about her!" Jiang Hui hugged her soft, fragrant granddaughter in her arms, feeling her heart melt. The sense of distance she felt in the video call vanished instantly, leaving only a real and overflowing sense of happiness.

This is her own granddaughter! So well-behaved and adorable, she's exactly the granddaughter she'd always dreamed of!

"What about Grandpa?" Tongtong peeked out from her grandma's arms and looked at the black tea mountain that was staring at her longingly.

"Yes! Of course Grandpa wants to too!" Mo Chashan quickly expressed his opinion, afraid of being a step too late.

Tongtong nestled in Jiang Hui's arms for a while, then suddenly seemed to remember something, wriggled her little body, and said sensibly:

"Grandma, Tongtong is heavy, let Grandpa hold her for a while. Grandma is a girl, it will get tiring for her to hold her for too long."

Hearing these words, Jiang Hui's heart melted even more. So thoughtful at such a young age!

She really wanted to say, "Tongtong isn't heavy at all, Grandma won't get tired no matter how long she holds her."

But out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of his son and daughter-in-law waiting quietly not far away, and knew he couldn't neglect his daughter-in-law, who was visiting for the first time.

She suppressed her reluctance, kissed Tongtong's cheek, and praised her:

"Our Tongtong is so good and sensible! Okay, then let Grandpa hold her."

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