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After entering the room, everyone could see He Jing's face clearly, but the kerosene lamp was not very bright. All they could say was that He Jing's facial features were too similar to Shi Chunlan's, as if they were carved out of the same template.

The He family did not doubt He Jing's identity.

When He Jing came back at this time, everyone thought something must have happened, but no one asked.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward and no one knew how to break it.

He Jing wanted to explain why she came back, but just as she was about to speak, her eldest brother He Jijun spoke up, "Um, dear sister, I am your eldest brother, He Jijun."

Then, He Jijun introduced his wife and children, "This is my wife, your sister-in-law, Liao Hongmei."

"And my two sons, Jinbao and Yinbao."

He Jijun looked at He Jing and continued, "We are all very happy that you are back today."

Liao Hongmei smiled and said, "The older one, Jinbao, is seven years old, and the younger one, Yinbao, is five years old. The older one is in the first grade of the village primary school, and the younger one is in the preschool class."

He Jidong scratched his head and continued, "I am your second brother, He Jidong."

"This is your sister-in-law, Xu Zhaodi, my son, Jinjun, and my daughter, Miaomiao."

Xu Zhaodi nodded. "My family has twins, a boy and a girl. They are one year younger than Jinbao. They also go to primary school in the village and are in preschool."

After introducing both sons, He Zhiqiang spoke, "Your eldest brother is the leader of the village production team, and your second brother is a custodian in the team."

"Your eldest sister-in-law and second sister-in-law are members of the production team with us."

This is probably the situation of the He family. He Jing knew it all. "Mom and Dad, big brother and sister-in-law, second brother and sister-in-law, hello. I'm He Jing. I'm eighteen years old. I graduated from high school. I had a job as a salesperson in Yunluo City, but I resigned today."

Being a salesperson is a stable job, most people can’t do it, and those who can do it will not quit easily.

Since He Jing said that, something must have happened.

For a moment, the He family members looked at each other.

Shi Chunlan looked at He Jing seriously for a long time, her eyes full of heartache and pity, "Now that you're back, the past is over, let's not talk about it anymore."

Without waiting for He Jing to answer, Shi Chunlan continued, "Just make do with what you have tonight. I'll take you to town to buy daily necessities tomorrow."

After He Fangfang left, Shi Chunlan thought about asking her biological daughter to come back, but half a month passed and she still didn't see her coming back, so Shi Chunlan gave up.

At this moment, He Jing came back, and Shi Chunlan was worried that she would dislike the things at home, so she had to let her make do with them.

"Mom, this is my home, why should I just settle for it?" He Jing's eyes turned red when she heard her say that.

"Jingjing is right. We are all family. We don't need to be concerned about these things." The head of the family, He Zhiqiang, spoke again.

"Eat, eat." He Zhiqiang called on everyone to pick up their chopsticks.

He Jing nodded and looked at the dining table. Unlike the sumptuous meal at the He family, there were only two dishes for the ten people in the He family, and they were both vegetarian.

There was one dish of stir-fried sweet potato leaves and one dish of boiled tofu. Neither of them looked greasy, but the four children ate them happily.

He Jing lowered her eyelids and thought about how to make money to support her family in the future.

Everyone finished the meal with their own thoughts.

After dinner, Shi Chunlan took He Jing to He Fangfang's room, then took her to the shower room, and told her where all the things in the house were.

"There are many people in the family now, and they all live together, so it's a bit crowded." Shi Chunlan felt a little embarrassed. She had seen He Jianhua's car and guessed what a good life He Jing had lived in the past.

Shi Chunlan couldn't describe the current family conditions very well.

He Jing didn't mind at all. She took Shi Chunlan's arm and said softly, "Mom, it's crowded now, but when I make money, I'll move to a bigger house and we can continue to live together happily."

When Shi Chunlan heard her say this, she was stunned.

After a while, Shi Chunlan turned away, quietly wiped away her tears, and changed the subject, "You've been sitting in the car all day today, and you must be tired."

"Take a hot shower later. Leave your clothes here and I'll wash them."

"I'll take you to town to buy daily necessities tomorrow." Shi Chunlan didn't know why He Jing came back, and she didn't ask why. She only knew that her biological daughter had come back this time and would never go back again.

"Okay." He Jing agreed gently.

That night, with the chirping of insects and the barking of dogs and the silence of the city, He Jing had the best sleep she had in all those years.

But not others.

Liao Hongmei knew that He Jing was back and was very worried. After the children fell asleep, she couldn't help but ask He Jijun, "What are you going to do after your sister comes back?"

"She does whatever Fangfang does. What can we do?" He Jijun answered in confusion, and then added, "I think my biological sister is pretty good and easy to get along with."

Liao Hongmei pursed her lips and said nothing.

At the same time, Xu Zhaodi was also chatting with her husband, but she was not talking about He Jing, but was thinking about the issue of children.

"My sister-in-law is back, so the room must be hers."

"Jinjun and Miaomiao are almost seven years old. We can't let them sleep with us all the time."

He Jidong thought for a while and said, "Build another room?"

"The rooms have been set up, so why can't we live separately?" Xu Zhaodi replied unhappily.

He Jidong was silent. He had not yet thought about dividing the family.

After all, He Zhiqiang and Shi Chunlan were both there.

Shi Chunlan couldn't sleep either. She looked at the moonlight outside the window with a worried look on her face. "Jingjing came back suddenly. Did she suffer any injustice after Fangfang went back?"

"I care a lot and want to ask but I don't dare to." Shi Chunlan sighed heavily.

He Zhiqiang was silent for a while, then asked her: "Chunlan, Fangfang and Jingjing, who do you care more about?"

The palms and backs of the hands are all made of flesh, and Shi Chunlan couldn't choose, so she remained silent.

He Zhiqiang continued, "Fangfang went back, and Jingjing came back too."

"Just think of it as correcting the mistake made eighteen years ago."

Shi Chunlan frowned and thought for a while, then sighed softly, "Yes, everything is back to where it was."

She shouldn't be so entangled.

The next day, Liao Hongmei got up at dawn. When she went out, she saw smoke coming out of the chimney and wondered why Xu Zhaodi had no reason to get up early.

Liao Hongmei went in with suspicion, and was stunned when she saw He Jing making fire in the stove. She blurted out, "You got up so early?"

"Can you get used to it?"

He Jing turned around and replied with a smile, "Sister-in-law, good morning."

Then, after He Jing added the last handful of firewood, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, shook her head and said, "There's nothing I'm not used to."

"And I used to get up around this time too." He Jing was talking about her previous life, when she had to get up early to cook and serve her parents-in-law, the old man, and his children.

If He Jing did anything to displease the family, she would be viciously beaten and scolded.

Over the years, He Jing was forced to accept and get used to it.

Liao Hongmei had no idea. She just looked at it out of curiosity, then looked at the stove. It was clean and not as messy as she had imagined. Her impression of He Jing became a little better.

However, Liao Hongmei was still a little worried. She opened the lid of the pot and took a look at the porridge of the right thickness. Only then did she feel completely relieved.

Liao Hongmei was not afraid of anything except He Jing being ignorant and cooking a big pot of thick porridge, which would make her heartbroken.