eered and switched the screen to another image, which was a designer's resume, Wang Cheng 。"Perhaps, Mr. Shu, you could learn more about our industry." 。The exterior designer of Shengpu Rui intelligen...On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Zhuo Yúan brought Tinglán and the children back to Qíníng to sweep their grandmother's grave. Chéng Zhímín and Zhuó Hóng rarely went together to see them off at the airport.

Zuo Hong was unable to get out of the car, so he and the driver watched his grandchildren leave from inside the vehicle.

Cheng Zhimin quietly tugged on Zhuo Yunan's sleeve and asked.

When are you planning to remarry

Zhuo Yu'an was unusually amiable: "Who forced us to divorce in the first place"

Cheng Zhimin knew her son wouldn't have any nice things to say: "Didn't I admit I was wrong Then why don't you quickly go get your marriage certificate with Tinglan, so as not to let the night grow long and dreams be many."

One's own mother knows them best. Even though they accepted Tinglan, this urgent desire for them to remarry is still a bit suspicious. So he kept his cool and continued to be polite and friendly.

“What does it mean to have long nights and many dreams Could our grandchildren run away”

Cheng Zhimin sighed, "Are you truly stupid or are you pretending to be The children are still surnamed Shu. Do you think that's appropriate Your father has already chosen names for the children according to the Zhuo family genealogy. Once you get your marriage certificate, the children can legally change their surname."

Cheng Zhimin thought that if they forced the children to change their surname now, Shu Tinglan would definitely disagree. So, if they got married, there wouldn't be anything to say, right The children taking the surname Zhuo was only natural.

Zuo Yu'an was taken aback and immediately refused: "I hope these words are the first time you said them, and also the last. It's good that the children bear the surname Shu. Even if we remarry, we won't change their surname to Zhuo."

"Doesn't Tinglan disagree" Cheng Zhimin was not convinced. This wasn't a trivial matter, after all. If the children didn't bear the surname Zhuo, they would always be missing that layer of closeness.

After a few days of getting to know each other, Zhuo Yunan could also feel his parents' acceptance of Tinglan, so his attitude had softened somewhat compared to before. He only warned:

"Mom, don't ruin these hard-won peaceful days."

Regardless of whether Tinglan agreed or not, he disagreed first.

From pregnancy to the children's birth and growth, he and the Zhuo family have not contributed a single effort. Now, why would he demand that the children bear the Zhuo surname Besides, whether it's Zhuo or Shu, he doesn't care; they are his and Tinglan's children.

Cheng Zhimin was still not convinced: "Shu Xiaonian and Shu Xiaohe, don't you think those names are too petty They might be okay as nicknames, but as given names, they are simply unsuitable."

"These two names are special to Tinglan."

Zuo Yu'an ended the topic, not wanting to say any more. Ahead, Tinglan and the children had already gone through security and were waiting for him. Cheng Zhimin was unable to [do anything], so she could only endure it for now and wait to talk about it later.

After getting on the plane, Shu Tinglan would occasionally glance at Zhu Yu'an, wanting to speak but holding back.

“Is there something on my face” Zhuo Yu’an asked, tilting his head to look at her.

"I heard all of that."

Zuo Yu'an was taken aback, then remembered she must be talking about his conversation with his mother. He reached out and held her hand, not paying it much mind.

"Leave her alone."

Cheng Zhimin's proposal was completely out of his consideration, so he forgot about it after hearing it.

Because of his attitude, Shu Tinglan's heart softened. After all, she knew how much most men craved the right to bestow their surname. She had handled many divorce cases before, and there were a few young couples who nearly divorced as soon as their child was born because of the issue of naming. Especially in single-child families, it wasn't just a matter for the young couple but also a battle between both families.

Given Cheng Zhimin's thoughts, it would be entirely within her expectations to have such a suggestion. Therefore, she was not angry, but rather moved by Zhuo YUAN'AN's attitude.

After a while, Shu Tinglan secretly smiled to herself.

"Laughing at what"

“Actually, Xiao Nian and Xiao He, they aren't very nice sounding, right” At that time, during her pregnancy and even after giving birth, she was already exhausted dealing with life and work, so she put off seriously thinking about names. When the hospital needed to issue a birth certificate, she just filled in those two names because her mother had passed away not long ago and she really missed her.

Looking back, it was irresponsible behavior towards the children.

"That's a good name," Zhu Yu'an said, and he was telling the truth. A name is just a code after all, no matter how grand or beautiful it sounds, it can't compare to a name with meaning and commemorative value.

The plane landed soon, and this city was always springlike. I came from the capital city and still wore a thick coat. When I got out of the airport, I just held my coat in my hand.

Both children knew they were coming to see their grandma, so they were especially happy. After checking into the hotel, they kept asking their grandma what she liked and wanted to buy her a gift.

Shutinglan's tears were welling up. What wonderful children they were. If their mother were still alive, she would be so happy. But what did her mother like This question stumped her.

When she was a child, her mother's life consisted only of herself and her father. All her free time was devoted to the family, with no personal enjoyment. When her father had an accident and she went to university, her mother became hospitalized. There was still no personal happiness for her.

She thought for a moment, then took out two knitted sweaters from her suitcase, one blue and one pink, and put them on them.

The sweater has a somewhat old-fashioned feel to it. Even though the two children are stylish, they look a bit rustic when they wear it.

Shu Tinglan felt amused and a little sad. It was good that she could still wear it, but in another year, she wouldn't be able to.

"Shall we wear this dress to visit grandma tomorrow Grandma doesn't want any presents, she just wants you both to grow up healthy and safe."

After a midday nap at the hotel, in the evening, Zhuo Yu'an rented a car and took the children to explore the streets and alleys of Qining. This city held special significance for them; it was where Tinglan grew up, where they met, and also where all their conflicts originated.

At every stop, regardless of whether the children understood, he gave a detailed explanation. Then, the car stopped near a rice noodle shop near Qining High School.

The rice noodle shop is still there, but it's looking much older than before. Because it's winter break and the first month of the lunar year, there aren't any customers in the shop. The owner and his wife are both taking a nap.

First, two children, as cute and delicate as porcelain dolls, appeared in the store. Behind them followed a smiling man and woman. The moment the shop owner and his wife saw them, they recognized them instantly. They immediately stood up, as if meeting old friends, and excitedly asked...

"How did you get here"

Now the internet is too developed, WeChat and Douyin, they will also brush these videos when they are free, and have a deep impression of Zhuo Yu'an. However, they all think that Zhuo Yu'an is now successful in her career and probably doesn't like that pretty girl anymore. The proprietress was upset for a while about this.

Today, I saw two people come back with a child. It made me even happier than seeing my own daughter bring home her boyfriend. I was smiling constantly and my voice was especially bright.

“Same old thing”

Shu Tinglan also smiled and nodded: "Add two fried eggs."

"Okay, I'll add three for you. My treat this time."

The boss and the hostess went downstairs to grind the powder smoothly.d out and grabbed her wrist: "Secretary Han, let me have a word with you."Even at the Gus's, he didn't hesitate. His grip was firm, his tone teasing and suggestive, causing several secretaries in the...