In the living room of the Anderson family, a boy was crying with disdain.

"Mom, I don’t like her. I hate her."

Abner threw himself into Riya’s arms, crying loudly.

She was annoying!

Judy, who was opposite him, was still laughing. She pointed at the soup on his face and laughed, "He’s a coward."

Riya hurriedly pulled tissues out and wiped off the soup on his face. She couldn’t help but complain, "You’re a boy. Why did you cry after getting soup on your face?"

"Look at Missy. How pretty and gentle she is. She’s so cute."

Abner didn’t agree with her at all and was not comforted after being taken his dignity.

He was laughed at by her. He hated her because he was a boy.

It was her fault that she sprayed his face with soup.

Not only did she not apologize to him, she even laughed at him loudly.

That was absolutely humiliating.

Hilla, who was at the side, also quickly pulled out some tissues to comfort Abner. She kept talking to Riya, "He is still a child. He will naturally cry if he is hurt. Don’t blame him."

Even if he was a man, he would be unhappy after being laughed at by a woman, let alone a three-year-old child.

Margaret also held onto Missy beside her and said with dissatisfaction, "Judy, you are going too far. You can just bully him. Why did you spray his face with soup?"

She didn’t drink the delicious soup but wasted it.

Missy looked at Margaret and calmly said, "Mom, you are so hypocritical."

When Riya heard this, she couldn’t help but say, "It’s easy for you to say. Abner was not bullied. He just let her win."

Abner looked up and said in an injured voice, "Mom, I can’t beat her."

Judy was taller than him, and she was a savage.

She would always hit others and he couldn’t beat her.

He was much angrier and was thinking that when he grew up, he would hit her.

Not far away, Hale and Herbert were feeding the two sisters and discussing in a low voice.

"Look how terrified that little brother is. He can’t even beat a girl."

"Being beaten by a girl is embarrassing."

"He even wants to marry Missy. I don’t think that’s a good idea."

"I think so. Why does he cry so much as a boy?"

"Boys should be like us."

After saying that, their eyes moved to the two sisters sitting on the dining chair together, with their eyes glowing.

"Girls should be like our cute babies!"

Herbert smiled. He placed his hand on his sister’s head and patted her in satisfaction.

Sure enough, they were the most beautiful babies.

They were so cute!

It seemed like the babies could understand them. They replied happily, "Brother."

In an instant, they were melting!

Their sisters were the best.

Their sisters were the prettiest.

Their sisters were the sweetest.

They worked even harder to feed their sisters, and in a short while, they had eaten a bowl of rice paste.

The rice paste was covered on their faces.

However, the little girls didn’t care about it at all and wanted their brothers to hug them.

Hale took one of them into his arms and let her sit on his lap.

He wrapped her between the table and himself and reached out to pat her hair.

He kept saying, "Be obedient and don’t move. I will wear your hair in braids. In the future, when I pull your braid, you should be obedient. Okay?"

The baby in his arms nodded vigorously and replied, "Yes."

It was very lively in the room.

At a corner of the Anderson family. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

A child was squatting at the corner of the window, wearing a checkered shirt with a fair face.

He stared at the neatly arranged caterpillars on the ground with his dark eyes.

He caught about twenty of them in the grove behind in the afternoon.

Now, each of them had a fat belly. One of them was injected before it could crawl.

The little boy looked at the gray caterpillar that had been crawling at a very fast speed just now and soon became still after being injected.

He sighed.

He muttered in a low voice, "I have told you I was going to get you injected soon. You ran so fast that I couldn’t treat you. Now let’s continue the treatment——mouth-to-mouth resuscitation!"

His fair fingers poked the fat caterpillar’s body.

As he poked, he didn’t forget to explain, "After pressing your body, your heart will recover quickly. Soon, I will be able to treat you. When you get better, you can go back to your mother."

Halle did not see her son back for a long time and found him outside.

She finally saw him squatting at the corner of the yard after passing round.

She quickly shouted, "Sonny, come back to eat."

Casey, who was in the corner, finally turned his head and looked at Halle behind him. Then he got up and walked over.

The ground was in a mess and full of caterpillars.

Finally, the lively but noisy dinner ended.

Only then did they leave with their children.

The Anderson family returned to peaceful life after the guests left and the children slept.

Orlenna rubbed her neck, nagging Margaret beside her as she went upstairs to her room.

Not everyone was lucky to enjoy himself.

It was quiet with no child around, but it was tiring with so many children around.

"Mom, here is the new mask. Have a try."

Orlenna wanted to refuse, but Margaret grabbed her arm and dragged her into the room.

Looking at the mess in the room, Hilla couldn’t help but shake her head.

Fortunately, there was no birthday party today, or she would be more tired.

Although it was tiring to eat with many people, it had to be said that she had a happy birthday today.

Hilla wanted to help the servant clean up. After all, there were a lot of things, so it

would be faster if she helped them.

Before she could make a move, Bruce grabbed her wrist.

She turned around to look at him and said, "Are the babies asleep?"

It was late at night, and if they didn’t sleep now, they might not be able to get up tomorrow.

Bruce said yes, took out his phone, and placed it in front of Hilla.

Hilla took a look and it was already eleven o’clock. It was getting late.

They should have slept.

"I’ll clean up before going back to the room."

She thought Bruce asked her to go back to the room.

In the end, the man grabbed her and said, "There’s not much time left. Don’t waste it."

As he spoke, he pulled Hilla upstairs.

...

The summer night was a little cool in August.

Hilla was dragged into the car by Bruce and secretly left the courtyard of the Anderson family.

The children had a good time today and would get a good night’s sleep.

Sitting in the car, Hilla looked at the man beside her and couldn’t help but ask, "Where are we going?"

It was late now. Would Bruce take her to look at the stars in the countryside with many mosquitoes there?

The stars tonight were indeed very dazzling and beautiful.

It looked like they were winking at them with eyes full of mischief.

However, Hilla was not in the mood right now.

More importantly, she was afraid of the mosquitoes.

Seeing Bruce driving seriously, Hilla couldn’t help but laugh, "It’s so late. Are you going to sell me?

"I am not valuable. Since you are so rich, just let me go."

She said slyly.

"No, you are very priceless."

Hilla blushed slightly, and she muttered softly, "You’re lying. It’s getting late. You’re taking me to some bad place and saying that to flatter me."

However, it was clear that she liked it very much and was comforted.

Hilla was teasing him and tried to find out some information.

The man saw through it and chuckled. "Settle down. You will know in a while." As expected, he would not be fooled.

Hilla sighed in disappointment. It was depressing to marry a smart man.

Bruce continued to drive seriously.

Some great scenery passed by, and the number of street lights also decreased. Then there were more and more lights.

It was not a long way, but Hilla was curious about where he would take her to.

Even though she had seen the wonderful world before, today was her birthday, so she was not surprised if Bruce gave her gifts.

But she was less excited about it now.

After all, she was no longer a little girl. She and Bruce had known each other well, so they didn’t need to create a ritual.

Heading through strange places, the car finally stopped before a familiar building. "Go and take a look."

Bruce said with a smile. He held Hilla and got off the car with her.

Although she had prepared, Hilla was still stunned when she saw the scenery in front of her.

The familiar building in front of her was brighter because of the light.

She stood in front of the door and before she could open her mouth, the door opened.

She recognized the man who was slowly walking out, followed by Halle and Horton.

The noise of the iron gate was beautiful in her eyes. Hilla reached out her hand to touch the gate. The cold on it made her feel real instantly.

"Hilla, welcome home!"

The moment the butler saw Hilla, his eyes turned red, and his tears fell down his face.

Hilla looked at the grape trellis in front of her. The water on the leaves dropped.

They had got a good harvest this year. The ripe green and purple grapes covered the branches.

It was as if they were waving at Hilla.

"Is this... my home?"

The moment Hilla said, she found her voice tremble.

When she said the last word, the tears in her eyes fell.

The place that she had tried so hard to get back to was now in front of her.

Although she knew it was not the same, it was enough.

Halle stepped forward to hold her hand and smiled. Her eyes were red as she said, "Yes, this is our home."

Their parents were not here, and there were no familiar places for them.

But the moment she saw this house, she was still moved.

She got it over in an instant.

She had told herself that everything in the Holt family was in the past and it had already passed.

But when she saw this house, she told herself that nothing had passed and she missed this place so much.

...

She had counted the stars for Hilla under the grape trellis.

During the harvest festival, she and Hilla picked grapes together.

They grew up in this courtyard. Over time, they had grown up and were not stubborn anymore.

However, she still missed this place.

"Hilla, happy birthday!"

Although she had helped to restore the house, Bruce did most of the work.

Halle was very happy and moved.

She had never thought that she would have a chance to return in her lifetime.

"Halle, I’m very happy."

Hilla smiled, and the tears in her eyes fell.

She took Halle’s hand and ran into the room together with Halle.

The bookshelf and sheets were familiar to her. Even the marks she had secretly carved on the table before were so clear.

She was shocked but moved.

The clock in the living room downstairs struck slowly.

Hilla stood on the balcony on the second floor and listened to the bell ringing at midnight. She lowered her head and saw Bruce who had been standing downstairs and looking at her as well.

Suddenly, she couldn’t help but laugh.

As she laughed, tears flowed down her cheeks.

She had told herself that she would never cry again. She had always felt that tears meant sadness and pain.

However, she didn’t realize that tears also meant hope, joy, emotion, and love!

...

"Halle, I’m so lucky!"

Hilla suddenly said.

She quietly watched Bruce downstairs.

She was lucky after meeting Bruce.

Everyone said that she was lucky.

Hilla also felt that she was the luckiest woman in the world!

Halle also followed her gaze and nodded with a smile.

"I am lucky!"

She also felt that she was not worthy of such good luck if she kept being upset.

She finally understood that she was not unlucky, she was just not brave.

If she had known she was lucky, why didn’t she let herself be happy earlier!

Late at night, the grape leaves rustled faintly in the breeze.

The green grapes on the shelf blushed under the cover of night.

The air was filled with the smell of grapes.

The gorgeous crystal lights in the room illuminated the two people in the room...

The man beside her looked out of the window. Hilla smiled happily.

She returned to the beginning, but it was not the end.

He loved her more than anything in this world.