A female classmate walked up to Tong Bao and cheered her on.

Tong Bao looked at her with a smile as bright as a flower.

"Thank you."

"Tongbao, come on."

That day, Tong Bao was deeply moved.

She secretly vowed that she must be strong and worthy of so many people who care about her.

In the evening, Zhengling received a text message from Tong Bao: "Mommy, thank you. Thank you for giving me two of the best brothers in the world. And thank you even more for adopting so many kind and lovely sisters."

Zheng Ling looked at this text message with tears in her eyes.

She seemed to see a desolate and barren land. After a spring rain, a lot of vitality emerged, and a prairie fire appeared full of green.

Zheng Ling excitedly showed him the text message. "Husband, look at it."

After Zhan Hanjue finished reading Tong Bao's text message, a soft smile appeared on his handsome face.

Zheng Ling praised him: "Husband, you are right. Only by releasing the child into an environment that belongs to her and letting her lick her wounds can she harvest the medicine that will heal her soul."

Zheng Ling read that text message over and over again.

When Zhan Hanjue entered the room, he saw her holding her phone tightly, with wet tears on her face, but a peaceful and peaceful smile in her eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Zhan Hanjue walked over.

Zheng Ling nodded. "I will slowly learn to let go."

She rested her head on Lord Zhan Han's shoulder, and the two of them cuddled together. The light projected their figures on the ground, and their shadows staggered and overlapped into one.

"Zheng Ling, I am the one who will accompany you until you grow old in the end." Zhan Hanjue said with emotion.

Zhan Hanjue said meaningfully: "Zheng Ling, when the children grow up, they no longer belong to us. They begin to have their own little world, and they no longer devote all their emotions to their parents. And we must learn to let go.

, let them find the cruel rules of survival by themselves."

Zheng Ling sighed weakly: "I understand everything you said, but I just can't bear to push them away from me."

Zhan Hanjue said: "The best love a parent can have for their children is to push them away from them and teach them the ability to survive independently."

Zheng Ling said that she wanted to let the children go and fight for the future on their own, but in the blink of an eye, she was worried about Tong Bao.

She raised her little face as big as a palm, looked at Zhan Hanjue pitifully, and begged: "Brother Jue, why don't you send another text message to Susu and ask him how Tongbao is doing?"

Zhan Hanjue was stunned.

Zheng Ling suddenly smiled. "Fortunately, I have you, Brother Jue."

Lord Zhan Han hugged her tightly into his arms.

Many things are easier said than done.

Zhan Hanjue looked at Zhan Su's text message with a soft smile in his eyes.

Zhan Su is different from Tong Bao's tenderness and delicateness. Different from Han Bao's bright sunshine. He thrives at the fastest speed into a magnificent towering tree.

His flowering period is the earliest among the three children, and the flowers he blooms are so gorgeous and dazzling.

When will Zheng Ling's heart stop caring and worrying about her children?

Zhan Hanjue picked up his cell phone and sent a text message asking Zhan Su: "How is my sister?"

Zhan Su replied: "Don't worry. I'll take care of everything. You and mommy can enjoy your life and make up for all the shortcomings in the first half of your life."

Zheng Ling leaned over and was dumbfounded after seeing Zhan Su's text message.

"How come this kid is so sensible?" Zheng Ling asked in thought.

She felt very guilty, always feeling that Zhan Su's mature and prudent attitude was due to the fact that she had not had her mother by her side since she was a child, so she developed those keen insights and cautiousness that were inappropriate for her age.


Chapter completed!