The More the Merrier

Chapter 707 Is My Dad Still Crying

“Haha! You weren’t even born yet when I was weeding!” Arissa replied while laughing. Jasper snorted in frustration. “I was talking about them! Besides, I won’t believe you until I see you weed, Mommy!”

“All right, then. I’ll bring you all to Rutaceae Village once your great-grandaunt is all better. You kids had better not complain about weeding being exhausting, okay?” Arissa replied with a grin.

“We don’t need to go all the way to Rutaceae Village for that, Mommy! We have a garden in our backyard, remember? Mr. Whitley often does the weeding there!”

“Oh, you’re right! I can’t believe I forgot about that! I’ll let you kids try out weeding when we have the time, then.”

“Don’t forget to buy us straw hats, Mommy!” Jesse reminded her.

“No problem. I’ll provide you kids with all the stuff you need. From now on, you’ll all be in charge of weeding the garden at home,” Arissa said.

A look of confidence appeared on Tim’s face when he heard that. “Okay! I’m really good at weeding!”

Arissa patted him on the head. “Great! Make sure you teach them all how to do it, okay?”

Tim nodded. “I will!”

the forehead. “All right. Now,

glancing at each of the kids, she noticed that Oliver still

Mommy,” Oliver said with a

a pinch on the cheek. “Go to

obediently and slept soundly

sensation in her heart as she pulled a blanket over them and watched

little sleepy and began

wake the kids up, she quickly answered

dad still

a few seconds to realize it was

“No,” she replied.

sleeping?” Benjamin asked after a brief

too. Is there anything else you’d like

can carry on sleeping,”

myself? Why would he ask me about it after everything is over? He should call Old Mr.

the phone away

woken up once when the kids rolled around in bed but