“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.

a lot like Miss Harlow when Miss Harlow was a child. If he had braided his hair into two braids and worn a skirt,

as if

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

pick her up, lift her up high, and spin her around in circles. Then he would put

she would always blame the little girl, saying that he was very

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

he didted on the children

He smiled.

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

heart, the previous matriarch was above everything else, and he

two children

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

taught Sonny how

called out in a crisp

kindly

and when he saw her nod and motion for him to come over, he slid down to the ground,

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