She Lives without Regret in This Life

Three black sedan cars entered through the gate and stopped in front of the villa entrance. Sheng Ning, wearing a red knitted sweater dress, sweetly waited at the door.

A certain man who should be at the hospital also shamelessly crowded over, unable to be chased away.

The car door opened and the first one to get out was a little boy wearing an old-fashioned rural cotton jacket and pants. The clothes were probably too big for him, and not yet stable when walking, he fell on the ground several times, but instead of feeling pain, he rolled around on the ground like a ball due to his clothing.

His comical appearance made the onlookers burst into laughter.

Sheng Ning was dumbfounded – was this her son? Her soft, adorable, and well-behaved little prince? She must be seeing things – this brat looked like he just played mud in the fields.

”Mom, mom, I’ve missed you to death.” The older brother Xu Zhiqing had learned to talk, rolled like a ball to Sheng Ning’s side, and hugged her leg, refusing to let go.

Sheng Ning crouched down to look closely, hmm... it was indeed her son.

”Mom, Hu Zi from the village said you gave me a good name, totally taking advantage.” The older brother spoke with a heavy Northeastern accent. The little sister behind him looked at her brother proudly, constantly rolling her eyes.

She probably felt her brother was embarrassing.

”Mom, even the Second Grandpa at the village entrance wants to call me ’Brother’, hehe...” The clothes of the older brother entertained people, but his little face was still so adorable, as delicate as a carved statue, his smile capable of melting people’s hearts.

”Of course, who do you think your mom is!” Sheng Ning boasted arrogantly.

”Hahaha...” The older brother laughed foolishly again, ”Mom, do you think my clothes look good?”

”...” She truly did not want to say insincere words.

The others all got out of the car too. Xu Qigang sensibly greeted his father-in-law and his own father. Seeing the two old men sitting in the back left of the car looking aggressive as if they wanted to fight, it was clear their mood wasn’t good.

The specifics, Qigang had already received a call from Xu Yingshan, feeling intense sympathy for his own father. By the way, he also felt a little sorry for himself; although Xiao Ning had forgiven him, the anger hadn’t dissipated, so he needed to continue making efforts.

”Ningning, your son’s taste has issues.” Shen Luhua complained, ”The clothes you bought he doesn’t say look good, and insists that the clothes on the village kids look good.”

”Isn’t it so! He won’t take off this cotton jacket, and as it gets warmer, I’ll have to make him a spring outfit of the same style.” Zhao Lanzi spoke with a full smile.

As a grandmother, she spoiled her grandson fiercely, giving him whatever he wanted.

The grandson liked Northeastern cotton jackets, clearly unable to match the clothes Ningning bought, but still made them for him.

”Mommy, is it good-looking?” The older brother blinked his big eyes, asking ingratiatingly.

”Ugly.” Sheng Ning hadn’t answered yet, and the little sister had already disdainfully replied first.

”Really ugly.”

”Especially ugly.”

The older brother was displeased, snuggling against Sheng Ning, arrogantly saying, ”You’re jealous I’m better looking than you.”

Sheng Ning was overwhelmed, goodness! They hadn’t met in such a short time, these two mischievous kids were making her both surprised and delighted. Especially the older brother’s bizarre taste, refusing to wear high-end customized Valentino, but instead dressing like a rural old man, in a fat ball version.

In contrast, the aloof little sister in a pink princess dress, an outsider might mistakenly think they had found a little princess from the European Royal Family.

Xu Qigang spoiled his daughter, hearing the two of them bickering, he held the little sister in one arm, helping her bully the brother. ”Sweetie, your brother’s clothes are indeed very ugly.”

The little girl nestled in his arms, looked curiously at Xu Qigang, asking in a childish voice, ”Are you my dad?”