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

Then she turned and ran back into the house.

He Wanqing was packing her things when she saw Tongtong run in. Her eyes were red, but she wasn't crying.

"What's wrong, Tongtong?"

Upon hearing her mother's voice, Tongtong finally couldn't hold back and burst into tears.

"Mommy~"

Mo Ye and He Wanqing were startled and quickly squatted down to wipe her tears.

"What happened? What happened? Who bullied our Tongtong?"

Tongtong pouted, tears streaming down her face: "Tongtong...can't bear to part with them..."

Mo Ye breathed a sigh of relief, picked her up, and gently comforted her, "We can come back next time. This is Daddy's home, Grandpa and Grandma are here, we can come back anytime."

He Wanqing nodded, "Yes, we'll come back often in the future. Tongtong can play with them again next time."

Tongtong asked, sobbing, "Really?"

Mo Ye pinched her little cheek: "Of course it's true. If Mommy and Daddy didn't bring you back, Grandpa and Grandma would beat Daddy with a stick."

Tongtong stopped crying and started laughing, but tears still clung to her face.

"Okay! We'll tell Grandpa and Grandma when Tongtong wants to come back!"

Mo Ye: "..."

He Wanqing: "..."

This girl is skipping over the two of them completely.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. If Tongtong said she wanted to come back, Mo Chashan and Jiang Hui would probably drive over and pick her up overnight.

Mo Ye said, "If Tongtong wants to go home, she can just tell her parents."

Tongtong nodded and buried her face in her father's arms.

The packing was almost done. Jiang Hui came out of the kitchen, followed by Mo Chashan, both carrying large and small bags.

"Take these, take these too, and this one..."

Mo Ye looked at the mountain of things piled up in the living room and his lips twitched.

"Mom, what are you doing? We're taking a plane, not a train... The shipping cost is more expensive than all this stuff."

Jiang Hui was stunned for a moment before realizing that she had gone a bit too far.

Mo Ye and He Wanqing picked out a few things that were easy to carry, just to make a token gesture.

Jiang Hui said, "Next time Shan Ge and I come to visit you, we'll bring it to you."

Mo Ye quickly said, "Mom, there's no need to go to so much trouble."

Jiang Hui rolled her eyes at him: "I'm not giving you food, don't flatter yourself."

Mo Ye: "..."

He was the one who talked too much.

He Wanqing covered her mouth and chuckled, then said to Jiang Hui, "Thank you, Auntie."

Jiang Hui then smiled with satisfaction.

"Alright, alright, let's get ready to go to the airport, don't miss our flight."

The car started.

Tongtong leaned against the car window, looking at the row of elders standing outside—her great-grandfather, great-grandmother, older brother, aunt, and younger brothers—all waving at her.

She sniffed and stretched out her chubby little hand, waving it vigorously.

"Tongtong will come back~ Tongtong has been very happy these past few days~"

Seeing her reluctant expression, Jiang Hui pressed her advantage, asking, "Does Tongtong like home?"

Tongtong shouted back, "I like it!"

Jiang Hui smiled and called out, "If you want to come back, just ask Dad to call Grandma, and Grandma will come pick you up!"

Tongtong nodded vigorously: "Tongtong knows how!"

Jiang Hui immediately turned to the driver's seat, her voice instantly turning cold:

"Mo Ye, did you hear me? If you don't tell me immediately if Tongtong wants to go home, you're dead."

Mo Ye felt as if he had been hit by a ray of ice, and his back went cold.

He nodded quickly: "I know, I know. If Tongtong wants to go home, how can I stop her?"

Jiang Hui patted He Wanqing in the passenger seat again, her tone softening:

"Wanqing, if Moye bullies you, just tell Auntie."

The image of Mo Ye "bullying" her flashed through He Wanqing's mind. She pursed her lips, her face slightly flushed.

This jerk really does bully me all the time...

But why does it seem like I actually enjoy being bullied by him?

She whispered, "Okay, thank you, Auntie."

The car slowly drove away, heading towards the airport.

In the rearview mirror, the figures grew smaller and smaller until they became tiny black dots and disappeared.

The moment of parting has finally arrived.

Mo Ye carried Tongtong and led He Wanqing into the waiting hall.

Jiang Hui and Mo Chashan stood outside, watching their figures disappear into the crowd.

In the car, Jiang Hui leaned back in her seat and suddenly sighed:

"Time flies... That brat Mo Ye already has a child."

Mo Chashan nodded and sighed, "Yes."

The two remained silent for a while, each lost in their own thoughts.

On the other side, inside the airport.

After Mo Ye finished checking in his luggage, the three of them headed towards the security checkpoint.

Tongtong, holding her father's hand with her left and her mother's hand with her right, suddenly looked up and asked, "Mommy, Daddy, when are we coming back next time?"

Mo Ye and He Wanqing exchanged a glance.

He Wanqing thought for a moment and said, "We'll come back when Tongtong has her vacation."

Tongtong nodded and then asked, "How long is your vacation, Tongtong?"

He Wanqing: "......."

Mo Ye smiled and picked up his daughter, letting her sit on his arms.

"It'll be soon. Grandpa and Grandma will miss us. Maybe they'll come to see us before we even have a chance to come back."

Tongtong blinked, then suddenly remembered something and excitedly said, "Can Grandpa and Grandma stay at our house? Tongtong can take them to play!"

Mo Ye smiled and nodded: "Of course."

Tongtong was finally satisfied, and her smile returned to her face.

The security check line moved forward slowly.

He Wanqing turned around and glanced back.

People came and went in a hurry at the airport.

And so, the Dragon Boat Festival came to an end.

She suddenly felt a pang of reluctance to leave that small mountain village and those kind-hearted people.

But it's okay.

That was Mo Ye's home, and it was also her home.

I will come back in the future.

......

The plane landed at 3 p.m.

Sunlight streamed through the glass dome of the terminal building, making everyone feel warm and cozy.

The three of them pushed their luggage out of the arrival gate and immediately spotted He Wanning.

She was wearing a floral dress and her hair was tied in a high ponytail. She was standing in the crowd of people waiting to pick up passengers, tiptoeing and peering inside.

Tongtong's eyes lit up, and she rushed over with a "da da da" sound.

He Wanning saw a small cannonball rushing towards her, so she quickly squatted down, smiling and opening her arms to welcome the little dumpling.

"Tongtong! Do you miss your aunt?"

Tongtong stopped in front of her, tilted her little face up, thought seriously for two seconds, and then shook her head: "No!"

He Wanning's smile froze for a moment.

"However," Tongtong continued, "I wanted to ask Auntie if she's been taking good care of Tuantuan!"

He Wanning: "..."

This child has been "honest" since he was little and doesn't like to lie at all.

She reached out and pinched Tongtong's little face, about to say something, when Tongtong suddenly tilted her head to look at her, opened her little mouth, and delivered another blow:

"Auntie, you look so much older! And your face is so pale!"

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