“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.

If he had braided his hair

Sonny as if he were lost in

to her in a baby voice, “Uncle Jimenez,

little girl’s 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 arms and say she

that he was very busy and

matter how busy he was, he

he didted on the

He smiled.

and she was the head of the family’s child, so of course he had to

else, and he treated her children, even

the two children actually

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

taught Sonny how

in a crisp

kindly and waved

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

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