Now the three children felt reassured, and Qi Hong awkwardly hugged Mom's arm.
"Mom, you are also the most important person in my heart."
The hot water was ready. Su Yuanyuan smiled and got up. "I used to prepare clothes for you every year, and this year is no exception. You guys go take a bath."
"Mom, we can do it ourselves."
Su Yuanyuan nodded, "Okay, I trust my babies." The kids were already eight years old. Actually, they were quite grown up; at eight, she was already working in the fields with her grandmother, capable of handling all kinds of farm work.
Su Yuanyuan genuinely loved her children, but she wouldn't spoil them either.
Seeing them prepare the bathwater and clothes for themselves, all in an orderly manner, Su Yuanyuan felt a twinge of sourness in her heart. Five years, these five years, the things the children went through were indescribable.
She now wished not to leave the children even for a moment. While they bathed, she waited outside.
