The second watch has arrived.
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"Yanyan, you've grown up." Zhao Yulan looked at her niece with a content smile and praised her, then turned to her daughter, "Xia, what your sister said is true. As a mother, the ones you always think about the most are your own children."
After a moment of silence, Chuxia held Zhao Qiyan's exposed hand: "Sis, drink the soup later. If Uncle and Aunt see you looking unwell, they'll be heartbroken."
This was the first time Chuxia called herself 'sis,' and the first time she held her hand warmly. Zhao Qiyan's tears rolled down like beads from a broken string, with mixed emotions of gratitude, annoyance, regret, and relief all intertwined.
So this is how it feels to be recognized by family. How did I never realize it before? Zhao Qiyan sniffled and looked at Chuxia, "Xia, don't just talk to our elder sister when you come home in the future, talk to me too."
