Chapter 16 of Volume 1: Warmth Fills the House

  Summer home.

  Xia Xin finished washing the bowls and chopsticks, took off her apron, and came to the living room, only to see two children sitting in the same posture, looking listless.

  "Hehe, how are you? Missing your sister Enqi?" Xia Enqi had an appointment at night and left early, probably won't be back until 2 or 3 am. At first, Xia Xin was worried about her daughter, but over time got used to it. The eldest daughter is very smart and knows how to protect herself well, also never stays out overnight.

  "No!" The two children chorused in unison, "Missing Mom!"

  Xia Xin shuddered, and his mind flashed with a series of fleeting images. He shook his head and quickly changed the subject: "Oh dear, today Huan Yue was exhausted! We can't do this again in the future. When your sister comes back, we'll have a family meeting and take turns cooking dinner. My poor little Huan Yue is so pitiful, she's too tired to even speak. Come here, let Daddy give you a hug!"

  "Hmm~" Xīnyuè replied softly, but her body remained still, quietly and gently letting her father hold her in his arms. Her small hands were clenched together, and her cheek rested on her dad's chest. At this moment, she was facing a new extreme of mental and physical hardship, urgently needing spiritual comfort.

  Today, I inadvertently saw Qingchi and a girl flirting with each other. My heart had a bad premonition. Has Qingchi already adapted to his new life? Everything seems irreversible now...

  It's really ridiculous, two people swapped bodies and then swapped parents, the latter should be a common plot in Korean soap operas, it's so painful.

  Xia Yan covered her mouth and smiled ambiguously as if Xiang Yue was the little sister, while he had become the older brother.

  Xia Xin felt an infinite sense of happiness, and he also thought that his second daughter had changed, becoming lovely, gentle, sensible and virtuous. Maybe she had grown up, or maybe it was... Forget it, Xia Xin shook his head, not wanting to think about it anymore.

  Father's tall and strong build, holding Xinyue in his arms was like embracing a small lamb, soft, tender, warm, so comfortable!

  A soft and gentle breathing sound came, and Xiang Yue fell asleep.

  Xia Xin was entranced, gently leaning his chin on Xiang Yue's forehead with his chin, but was surprised to find that his daughter had a low fever. He moved his eyes towards the TV and Xia Yan quickly understood, immediately turning off the power.

  Xia Xin slowly got up, carefully holding his daughter, as if his hands were carrying the entire world.

  Xīn yuè still woke up.

  Xia Yan was about to come over and help his sister, but he heard her say with her eyes closed: "Xia Yan, go correct the math homework. I just checked it, and all the questions after number 11 are wrong."

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  Xia Yan let out two sorrowful cries and slunk back to her own room. Although her sister wasn't that brutal, no, she was even more brutal, but the habit of listening to her sister's words that had been cultivated over the years hadn't changed one bit.

  Xin Yue rubbed her eyes and struggled to get down, but Xia Xin wouldn't let her. He carried her into the bedroom, gently placing her on the bed. Before long, he went to fetch some medicine for his daughter (don't misunderstand, veterinarians also have medicines for humans at home...).

  Miss you so much, miss you so much...

  When I was a kid (before my sister was born), in order to skip school, I would secretly take cold showers and eventually catch a fever, so I wouldn't have to go to school. At that time, my mom would buy a lot of delicious food, put it on the bedside table, sit beside me, and tell that story that everyone knows, "The Wolf Grandmother". At that moment, I felt so warm and cozy, as if the whole world only had me and my mom in it.

  But mom... will I have another chance to call her "mom" in the future?

  As I thought about it, tears gushed out, dripping like pearls in a line, flowing down with a rustling sound.

  "Oh my goodness, good girl, why are you crying?! Daddy is here, Daddy won't leave!" Xia Xin's heart broke as she saw her precious daughter crying uncontrollably, holding the washbasin and water cup.

  Xia Xin gently lifted up his daughter, letting her lean on his shoulder, and carefully wiped away her tears while softly saying: "Good girl, don't cry! Daddy is here, no one dares to bully you! Look, look, the most beautiful little face in the world has been made into a clown cat, a big flower face, what a pity!"

  "Dad, tell me the story of Grandma Wolf. I really want to hear it."

  "Okay, okay, then you take your medicine first and lie down quietly, Daddy will tell you a story."

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  Outside, heavy rain poured down, raindrops pattering against the windowpane, strong winds howling and whipping up, trying to blow everything away. The big tree stood bravely in front of the small tree, shielding it from wind and rain. The small tree tightly wrapped its branches around itself, creating a peaceful haven for the tender grass beneath. Each blade of grass clung tightly to the soil, holding fast to the roots of the big and small trees. As the winds blew and the rains fell, the entire world seemed even more vibrant and full of life.

  In the room, the girl lay on the bed, with a smile full of happiness, her cheeks flushed red from the heat, a pair of beautiful big eyes half-closed, with tiny tear stains at the corners, one small hand playfully exposed outside, tightly held by a fluffy, cotton-padded big hand.

  A slightly hoarse voice slowly began: "A very, very long time ago,"

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