“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.”

Sonny as if he

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

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

matriarch saw this, she would always blame the little girl, saying that he was

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

said that he didted

He smiled.

and she was the head of the family’s child,

was above everything else, and he treated her children, even if they were

of the two children actually doted on

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

how to call

a crisp voice,

Jimenez responded kindly and waved

up at Serenity, and when he saw her nod and motion for him to come over, he slid down

Jimenez reached

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