“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.

Miss Harlow when Miss Harlow was a child. If he had braided his hair into two braids

Mr. Jimenez looked at Sonny as if he were

him, he would always say to her in a baby voice, “Uncle

request. Every time, 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 open her

little girl, saying that he was very busy and didn’t want him to accompany

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

said that he didted on

He smiled.

head of the family’s child, so of course he had

everything else, and he treated her

the two children actually doted on them very

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

Sonny how to call

out in a crisp voice,

responded kindly

he slid down to the ground, walked around the coffee table, and came

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