Although the house was not that big, its decoration looked quite warm. There was a rectangular table in the dining room and four family members were sitting at the table.

As Jessica disagreed with Dolores’ request of coming back to China and if she wanted to come back she would have to marry Sampson, the table was shrouded in a depressing ambience.

Only the innocent Simona had no idea about what was going on. She was sitting in Dolores arms, asking her mom to feed her.

“Mommy, I want egg custard.” Simona pointed at the steamed egg custard that was as tender as soft bean-curd with her little finger.

Dolores ladled a spoon of egg custard and fed it into Simona’s mouth.

Samuel sighed whiling gazing at his innocent sister like an adult bothered by bothersome things.

Dolores put a spoon of egg custard into his bowl, “Children are not allowed to furrow their brows.”

“Alas.” Samuel sighed again.

Why did this kid sigh again after being taught that he shouldn’t?

“Samuel Flores, mind your attitude.” Although Dolores was rebuking him, she didn’t say those words seriously as she didn’t want to be tough to him.

“Why do you have the mood to have the meal?” Samuel threw a wet blanket on her.

“If you fail to persuade grandma, what should you do with your work?” Samuel worried about this matter more than Dolores did.

“Children shouldn’t be bothered by adult’s matters. What you’re supposed to do is to have meal regularly and to pay attention to your study.” Jessica ladled a bowl of soup for him, “Eat. You’re not allowed to involve in adult’s matters.”

Samuel discontented with her words, “I’m also a member of the family, so naturally I have my right to speak. Grandma, Mommy, let’s vote by a show of hands. The minority should be subordinate to the majority.”

“Oh, this kid. Who have you learned from? You’re really good at reasoning.” Jessica teased him. This kid was so young, but he had many ideas.

“Vote by a show of hands.” Samuel repeated his words in a resolute tone.

“You want to come back so badly?” Dolores saw through her son’s mind. It seemed that he wanted come back to China so badly.

She once thought that as her children had been accustomed to living here, they would not have the idea of living in the other place. Nevertheless, Samuel’s attitude was quite unexpected to her.

“Mommy’s hometown is also my hometown. I just want to know what your hometown looks like, Mommy.” Samuel said with a serious look.

Although Dolores wanted to come back to the country, she didn’t do so because of her worries about Jessica’s feelings.

and he knew deep down that as Dolores respected Jessica so much, if they wanted to come back to the country, they had

down his spoon, jogged towards Jessica, tugged her sleeve and waggled gently,

But Jessica still disagreed.

act cutely and begged with his soft

my dear grandma.” Simona

soft, innocent and sweet

felt as if she still didn’t agree with the request,

said, “Let’s vote by a

“Who agrees to coming

Dolores only

“Simona…”

her.”

lifted hands

As her mother and brother all had raised their hands,

Three to one.

But she was not angered at all; instead, she said worriedly, “I didn’t know whether this was a wise decision

mommy.”

deep sigh. What

risked her life to

heard from Sampson that his mom had suffered a lot

bully my mother.” Dolores said in a particularly resolute tone

Samuel was a child after all. She held him into her arms and put him on her thighs, “Samuel,

course.” Samuel lifted his chin up

nodded off, so Dolores carried her up. But the little girl seemed to feel that Dolores was about to leave

Dolores was rendered speechless.

so sleepy, yet she was still thinking of

sit back into the chair. Simona took several mouthful of food and fell

take the child to the bedroom

if she woke up when being bathed, she would cry, so it was better for Dolores to take care

daytime, she was now in a sound sleep. Dolores washed her face, hands and feet, but she showed no sign

emotionally, “Mommy, I think Simona was born in the Year of

good at

say these? If your sister was born in the Year of the

to play a game called ‘Intelligence Box’, saying, “I was born in the Year of

her son’s delicate profile. He had curling eyelashes and was

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