"Nianji, Mom is really good to us."
In the stillness of night, Zhou He looked at the gold bracelet on her wrist, feeling deeply touched; there was also the ten thousand yuan, a pile of bills on the bed, which was especially impactful.
"Then from now on, just treat my parents well," Xu Nianji didn't expect his parents to do this, giving each of their three siblings ten thousand yuan plus a gold bracelet.
Zhou He counted the money, glanced at him and said, "Nianji, no matter what happens to us in the future, your parents will always be my parents."
As soon as Xu Nianji heard this, he furrowed his brow, pulled her into his embrace, and pinched her chin, saying, "Xiaohe, I don't like hearing that. When I'm old, I'll still need you to wash clothes for me."
"Can I only wash clothes for you?" Zhou He smiled gently, leaning against him. His presence made her feel especially secure.
"Also, I want to eat the meals you cook for the rest of my life," Xu Nianji continued.
