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

He Wanqing looked at the village name, which had a distinctly northern flavor, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

In her memory, the south is mostly named with "village", while "tun" seems to be more common in the north.

Mo Ye noticed her question and explained:

"The situation in our village is a bit special."

According to the older generation, during the war years, many refugees gathered here from all directions, and gradually formed a village.

Originally, it was called "Baixing Village" because there were so many different surnames, with hundreds of households and hundreds of different surnames.

Later, everyone felt that the word "unity" better reflected our intention to come together and support each other. In addition, since most of the people who settled there at that time came from the north, they directly decided on the name "Unity Village".

Isn't that interesting?

Later, in the animated series "Boonie Bears," Bald Qiang's home was also called "Tuanjietun," which made us laugh for a long time.

He Wanqing smiled upon hearing this story: "So there's such a history. It's quite meaningful."

Tongtong's attention was precisely captured by the words "Boonie Bears," which was one of her favorite shows. Her eyes lit up instantly, and she asked eagerly:

"Daddy! Do we really have Xiong Da and Xiong Er at home? Is Uncle Bald Qiang here too?" The little face was full of anticipation.

Jiang Hui was amused by her and gently patted her little head: "Sweetie, Grandpa and Grandma don't have any real teddy bears at home. The bears are just on TV."

Tongtong's face immediately fell down at a visible speed, her lips pouted slightly, and she let out a long, disappointed "Ouch..."

Jiang Hui felt a pang of heartache seeing her granddaughter's dejected look and quickly comforted her:

"However, although Grandpa and Grandma don't have Xiong Da and Xiong Er at their house, they can take Tongtong to see real, live red pandas! You know, those fluffy little animals with black eye circles, they're so cute!"

"A red panda?" Tongtong's attention was immediately diverted, and her big eyes regained their sparkle.

"Really? Tongtong wants to see red pandas!" She clapped her hands excitedly.

Mo Chashan smiled and promised, "Yes, after Tongtong stays at Grandma's for a few days, Grandpa and Grandma will take you to the zoo to see the red pandas when we have time, okay?"

"Okay!" Tongtong nodded vigorously. Jiang Hui held up her little finger: "Come on, pinky promise!"

"Pinky promise, a hundred years from now!" Tongtong hooked her little finger around her grandma's.

The car slowly approached the village entrance.

Before we had even fully entered, we heard a lively "crackling" sound from ahead—someone had lit a long string of firecrackers!

Red confetti exploded joyfully, creating a festive atmosphere.

Tongtong was startled by the sudden noise, and then asked curiously:

"Grandma, what's that sound? Is it welcoming us?"

Jiang Hui embraced her, her face beaming with smiles:

"Yes, baby! Those are the grandpas, grandmas, uncles, and aunts from the village setting off firecrackers to welcome Tongtong and Mommy home for the first time!"

"Wow!" Tongtong's ahoge (cowlick) stood up excitedly, and she turned her little head to look out the window, trying to see.

Immediately afterwards, several colored cigarettes were lit, and the colorful smoke rose up, looking particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

Tongtong's eyes widened like little suns: "So beautiful! So lively!"

Looking out the window at the simple yet solemn welcoming ceremony, He Wanqing felt a surge of emotion.

This kind of pure enthusiasm and attention is hard to find in bustling cities.

She noticed that most of the houses in the village along the way were neat and beautiful two- or three-story villas with white walls and gray tiles and spacious courtyards, which were quite different from the ordinary rural areas she had imagined, and exuded an atmosphere of affluence and tranquility.

What she didn't know was that the fact that every household in Tuanjie Village could build a small villa today was thanks to the foundation laid by Mo Ye's grandfather, Mo Weiguo, in his early years, and the efforts of her father, Mo Chashan, in scientifically cultivating tea and leading everyone to prosperity.

The tea industry has boosted the economy of the entire village, transforming this once ordinary village into a well-known wealthy village.

Mo Chashan parked his car in an open space a few hundred meters from his home.

He Wanqing was wondering why they didn't drive all the way to her house when she looked up and understood—the road leading to the Mo family was already completely blocked by a bustling crowd and makeshift tables and chairs!

At a glance, there were no fewer than forty tables set up for the banquet!

People were laughing and talking noisily, children were playing and frolicking, stoves were set up, and steam was rising from them—hmm, this is commonly known as a feast.

Mo Chashan is a leader in helping villagers get rich and the owner of a tea factory.

Jiang Hui had already mentioned countless times in the village how cute and well-behaved her granddaughter was and how beautiful her daughter-in-law was, whetting the appetites of everyone in the village.

When people meet, they inevitably ask, "When are your granddaughter and daughter-in-law coming back? We have to see them!"

Mo Chashan generously took advantage of the Dragon Boat Festival holiday to treat the entire village to a feast, both to celebrate the festival and to welcome his daughter-in-law and granddaughter home for the first time!

As soon as the people in the car got out, they were immediately surrounded by an enthusiastic crowd.

The first to greet us were several close relatives.

Mo Weiguo stood at the front, his face filled with barely suppressed excitement and joy.

Beside him stood an elderly woman with similarly gray hair, a kind face, but a slightly bewildered expression—it was Mo Ye's grandmother, Zhang Xiuying.

At this moment, the most bewildered person in the entire room was Grandma Zhang Xiuying.

She went back to her parents' home for more than two weeks to take care of her nearly 100-year-old father who was unwell.

I was just picked up by my husband, Mo Weiguo, yesterday, and before I could fully understand what was going on, I was told:

Not only do you have a granddaughter-in-law, but your great-granddaughter is also over three years old and is arriving home today!

The surprise came so suddenly that she was caught off guard, and last night she even punished the old man who "knew but didn't tell" by making him sleep on the floor.

How could you not tell her about something so important sooner!

Besides his grandparents, Mo Ye's uncle Mo Chasheng and aunt Liu Ying also stood to the side with their six-year-old grandson Mo Yunqi, who had just started first grade, their faces beaming with warm smiles.

As soon as they got off the car, Tongtong, with her sharp eyes, spotted her great-grandfather Mo Weiguo standing straight and smiling in the crowd.

"Great-Grandpa!" she called out cheerfully, then ran happily over on her short legs, her mind still preoccupied with the most important thing: "Where's my little white horse?"

When Mo Weiguo heard the sweet "Great-Grandpa," his face broke into a wide smile. Just as he was about to bend down to receive the greeting, he suddenly felt a familiar hand precisely pinch the soft flesh of his lower back.

"Ahem!" His smile froze. He looked up and met his wife Zhang Xiuying's "You better watch the order" gaze. He immediately straightened his back, cleared his throat, and tried to maintain a smile as he spoke to his great-granddaughter who had run up to him:

"The little white horse is at home. Great-Grandpa tied it up in the coolest spot in the yard. We'll take you to see it after dinner."

He quickly changed the subject, pointing to Zhang Xiuying beside him, his voice unconsciously softening, "Tongtong, this is Great-Grandma."

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