Just then, a car slowly stopped in front of Ruan Jiaojiao and Shen Yaozu.

Ruan Jiaojiao subconsciously pulled Shen Yaozu forward, watching the young man getting out of the car warily.

"Jiaojiao? It really is you!"

Ruan Jiaojiao was completely dumbfounded. She never expected that she would meet this man in Shanghai!

She reacted slowly, asking, "What are you doing in Shanghai?"

"It's a long story. But you, why are you out so late with a child? Do you need my help?"

A few minutes later, Ruan Jiaojiao carried Shen Yaozu to the back seat.

I slept without any dreams.

Ruan Tinghe got up early; she was going to see the old Chinese medicine doctor today.

However, this time she did not ask Shen Yan or Li Liang for help.

She found a baby carrier that she hadn't used in a long time, held the little one to her chest, and let the second child sit in the back seat.

We slowly made our way to the old Chinese medicine doctor's house.

"Hello, sir. I'm bothering you again. This time I've brought my second son with me. His name is Erbao."

The first thing Erbao saw when he came in was the stool in the corner. He thought to himself, "It's exactly the same as the one in my sister's dream."

Only after hearing Ruan Tinghe's voice did she obediently greet the old Chinese medicine doctor.

"Hello, grandpa, my name is Erbao."

The old Chinese medicine doctor glanced at him, then at Xiao Bao, and finally his expression changed slightly.

Second baby, little baby.

It turns out this little girl actually gave birth to triplets!

However, he was only surprised for a moment, and then his expression remained unchanged.

"This child is very healthy, why did you bring him here?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor could tell at a glance that Erbao's body had no problems, so he was very puzzled.

"You're not trying to drive me crazy with these kids, are you?"

"Huh?" Ruan Tinghe was startled. "Of course not."

Erbao stepped forward and said, "Grandpa, I'm here to translate for my sister."

The old Chinese medicine doctor became interested. "You're a translator? Did your family of three come here early in the morning to amuse this old man?"

How do you translate for a mute little boy?

What are you translating?

Could it be that it can sense things telepathically and know what the little mute wants to say?

Erbao became anxious when he saw that Erbao didn't believe him.

"I really am here to translate for my sister! She dreamt about your wife, and your wife even spoke to her!"

Upon hearing this, the old Chinese medicine doctor's face turned even blacker than the bottom of a pot.

His tone was cold and stern: "All of you, get out!"

What he hated most in his life was people making jokes about his deceased wife and children!

Seeing that the old Chinese medicine doctor was getting angry, Ruan Tinghe quickly explained, "Sir, we meant no harm."

Xiao Bao also hurriedly reached for Ruan Tinghe's handbag.

Second child: "Mommy, my sister said you should take out the drawing!"

Ruan Tinghe suddenly remembered this and quickly took out the painting.

"Sir, look, isn't this a portrait of your wife?"

In fact, before Ruan Tinghe came to the old Chinese medicine doctor's clinic, she had already gone to the beef noodle restaurant outside and asked the owner to take a look.

The kind old lady who appeared in Xiaobao's dream was the deceased husband of the old Chinese medicine doctor!

She will only bring her child after receiving confirmation.

As the drawing paper unfolded, a familiar face appeared before the old Chinese medicine doctor.

The old Chinese medicine doctor's anger instantly turned into sorrow upon seeing that face.

With trembling old hands, he snatched the painting.

Tears welled up in his eyes and dripped onto the drawing paper.

He nervously wiped away his tears with his sleeve, afraid of blurring the portrait of the person he longed for.

Ruan Tinghe and Erbao and Xiaobao were quiet, seemingly also affected by his sadness, their eyes unconsciously reddening.

More than half an hour passed before the old Chinese medicine doctor finally came to his senses from his grief.

He wiped away his tears, his voice still trembling.

"You must have gone to a lot of trouble to get your child medical treatment, right?"

Ruan Tinghe wanted to say that she had indeed put in a lot of effort, but upon closer examination, something seemed off.

Sure enough, the next second they heard the old Chinese medicine doctor say, "But you shouldn't have lied to me."

Ruan Tinghe and Erbao and Xiaobao were completely dumbfounded.

"Sir, are you perhaps mistaken about something?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor's cold gaze swept over Erbao and Xiaobao: "You made the two children lie to me, saying they saw my husband in a dream. Isn't that lying to me?"

"If this old woman wants to appear in my dreams, why hasn't she appeared in mine all these years?"

Why did it happen to enter a little child's dream?

Isn't this just lying to him?

What a clumsy lie!

Ruan Tinghe understood what the old Chinese medicine doctor meant and quickly explained, "You've really misunderstood. This portrait really is what my daughter dreamed about."

"Moreover, if Xiaobao were to dream of someone else, I would give the portrait to that person. It just so happens that Xiaobao dreamed of your wife."

That's right, it doesn't matter who Xiaobao dreams of, as long as they are the ones who want something from him.

As a mother, she should help Xiaobao and the person who entered her dream.

The old Chinese medicine doctor still didn't believe it: "Impossible. She doesn't know you at all, and you've never seen her. You only found out what she looks like from other people."

"Actually, I didn't believe it at first either, but my daughter did dream about your wife, and she even talked to my daughter in the dream."

"I think those words were meant for you, which is why I brought Xiaobao and Erbao along."

As she spoke, Ruan Tinghe gently nudged Xiao Bao and Er Bao, "Er Bao, Xiao Bao, tell me quickly, what did Grandma say in her dream?"

Actually, Xiao Bao had already mentioned it at home, but Ruan Tinghe still wanted Xiao Bao to talk to the old Chinese medicine doctor himself.

Xiao Bao ran to the small stool under the wall and sat down, imitating the old lady's knitting movements, expressions, and tone of voice in his dream.

Unfortunately, when she opened her mouth, it was all in a soft, indistinct voice, and no words could be heard. Her voice was very soft.

The old Chinese medicine doctor strained his ears but couldn't hear clearly, but he knew very well that Xiao Bao's actions and expressions were exactly the same as his wife in his memory!

His eyes welled up with tears, and he suddenly hated himself for not curing Xiaobao.

If he recovers, he will be able to clearly hear what his wife said in her dream.

"What? What did she say?!" The old Chinese medicine doctor was eager to know.

Erbao translates: "Forgot to wear clothes again? It's cold, do you still think you're a young man? I won't take care of you if you get sick!"

Applying this to Xiao Bao's actions and expression just now, the old Chinese medicine doctor lost his composure again, his eyes reddened, and tears gradually blurred his vision.

"It's her, it's her. She's always been like this, always nagging me."

The old Chinese medicine doctor's voice choked with emotion as he realized that even after so long, he still remembered everything perfectly.

"What else did she say?"

Xiao Bao scratched his head, changed his expression, and continued his imitation show.

After she finished her performance, the old Chinese medicine doctor immediately looked at Erbao.

Erbao: "She said: It's almost Chinese New Year, are Ayong and the others coming home for the holiday this year? They don't even bother to call home."

Xiao Bao continued his performance.

Erbao continued translating.

She said: "Don't hate me, I'm just going to see the children. I've wanted to see the children for a long time, I just can't bear to leave you."

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