“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 child. If he had braided his hair into two braids and worn a

Jimenez looked at Sonny as

her in a baby voice, “Uncle Jimenez, give me a hug.

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

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

busy he was, he would always squeeze out some time to play with

matriarch always said that he didted on the

He smiled.

the head of the family’s child,

the previous matriarch was above everything else, and he treated her children, even if they were not his, as

the two children actually doted

their mother because she was too strict. However, their father was gentle, cultured, and good-tempered, so

taught Sonny how

called out in a crisp voice,

Mr. Jimenez responded kindly and

up at Serenity, and when he saw her nod and motion for him to come over, he

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