“How can we feel when Grandma York says that? Zachary and the others are all OK, but we are terrible.”

Clive said this to the old lady with a smile.

Remy nodded in agreement.

The old lady laughed even more happily.

What she was most proud of were her nine grandchildren.

In a few years, her nine grandsons will all be married and have their own families. Even if she dies, she will be able to laugh for three days and three nights in heaven.

Old Mr. Jimenez’s gaze fell on Sonny again.

Sonny nestled in Serenity’s arms, looking at everyone curiously and listening to everyone talk. He couldn’t understand what these old men were saying.

“Yes, it really looks like Miss Harlow.” Old Mr. Jimenez muttered to himself.

“Sonny looks a lot like Miss Harlow when Miss Harlow was a child. If he had braided his hair into two braids and worn a skirt, he would look just like Miss Harlow.”

looked at Sonny as if he were

her in a baby voice, “Uncle Jimenez, give me a hug.

her up high, and spin her around in circles. Then he would put the little girl on his shoulders

previous matriarch saw this, she would always blame the little girl, saying that he was very busy and didn’t want him to accompany

was okay; the children liked him, and no matter how busy he was, he would always squeeze out some time

said that he didted on the children more than

He smiled.

head of the

and he treated her children, even if they were not his, as

two children actually doted

health, the children were afraid of their mother because she was too strict. However, their

taught Sonny how

called out in a

Jimenez responded kindly and

to come over, he slid down to the ground,

Mr. Jimenez reached out

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