When Zhuo Yarong saw the two babies, she really fell in love with them.
Although the two children have blue eyes, as long as there is no preconceived prejudice, the two children clearly have facial features similar to Lu Yuchen's.
In contrast, Xiao Dudu only has a nose and eyebrows that look like his father.
But little An'an, apart from the color in her eyes, was completely a miniature version of Lu Yuchen.
"These two children are so cute, Xinluo... It was your mother who misunderstood you before and left you alone outside. Sigh... it's all my mother's fault. It's my mother's fault. Don't take it to heart."
"Mom, you are serious." Xin Luo hugged You You, and looked at Zhuo Ya Rong sincerely, "If I were you, I might do the same for my own child."
"It's because I'm too unconfident, so I dare not come back. If I came back earlier and made it clear to you, maybe our family would have been reunited long ago."
While speaking, she hugged Youyou even tighter, and rubbed Youyou's little head in her arms.
Although Youyou said he didn't care, Xinluo still didn't want to make the child sad.
Back then, she felt heartache when faced with Shen Wan's eccentricity.
That was the so-called 'relative' she had never gotten along with.
Even if Youyou said that he didn't care about Zhuo Yarong's preference for his younger siblings, Xinluo still wanted to minimize this kind of harm.
The two little guys had sweet mouths, especially Dudu, coaxing Zhuo Yarong from ear to ear.
She has been holding the two little guys, unwilling to let go.
At this time, seeing Xinluo hugging Youyou, she realized that she has been busy getting close to the two younger ones since she arrived, as if she had forgotten the eldest grandson.
After all, he was the eldest grandson whom he had watched grow up. Although he was cold-tempered, not good at speaking, and unwilling to communicate with her, Zhuo Yarong was sincere and cared about this child.
It was only because she saw the two little grandsons suddenly, and the two children were so cute, that she forgot about the eldest grandson for a moment.
Zhuo Yarong didn't know how to deal with her eldest grandson.
He wanted to say something to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only change the subject in the end, "Yuchen, I have something to talk to you and Xinluo alone, let the children go down first."
"It's okay for them to be here, Mom, just talk about what you want."
Xiao Lu Qilin is talented and intelligent, and he likes his mother very much.
Lu Yuchen didn't know what Zhuo Yarong was going to say, but he would leave one day, so he had to consciously cultivate Youyou so that he could protect his mother in the future.
And An An, although younger than Youyou, but this child is more sensitive and a good seed. With the two brothers around, at least after he left, he wouldn't be afraid of someone bullying Luo Luo.
As for Dudu.
It doesn't make much difference whether she is there or not, anyway, this little meat dumpling can't understand what adults say.
Just let her sit aside and play.
Seeing Lu Yuchen's resolute attitude, Zhuo Yarong had no choice but to take out a small dark red notebook from her bag.
That's the account book of the Lu family.
"Yuchen, this... this is the account book, you can look it up yourself."
She guessed that since the second personality took over the body, he probably never looked through this account book.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be in a hurry, so let her bring her household registration book.
Seeing Zhuo Yarong's strange expression, Lu Yuchen hesitated to speak, and frowned slightly.
He took the account book, opened...
A moment later, a complicated and strange expression appeared on his face.