“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 were lost

say to her in a baby voice, “Uncle Jimenez,

would put the little girl on his

little girl, saying that he was very

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

matriarch always said that he didted on the children more

He smiled.

head of the family’s

the previous matriarch was above everything else, and he treated her children, even if they were not

of the two children actually doted

mother because she was too strict. However, their father was gentle, cultured, and

taught Sonny how to

in a crisp voice,

kindly and

for him to come over, he slid down to the ground, walked around the coffee table,

Jimenez reached out

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