Send me to the countryside? Turn around and make you homeless!

Zhao Yang had already inquired about these things. These were places that ordinary people could never live in, and they symbolized extraordinary identity and status.

She had her own thoughts in her mind and didn't care about Zhao Yuying's rejection. It was as if she didn't understand what Zhao Yuying meant at all. She folded her clothes and opened the cabinet beside the bed.

There were many of Zhao Yuying's personal belongings in the cabinet, and on top was a photo of Tan Yuan when she was a child. Zhao Yang quickly closed the cabinet and put the clothes on the chair.

"Aunt, my mother has hers. I specially asked someone to send this to her. It's the only one I have, and it will look better on you. Oh, and there's also my uncle's. They're all the same color. How can I give it to my mother? It won't be suitable for her to wear."

Zhao Yang deliberately emphasized a few words when sending it back, and also said that this dress was a couple's piece for Zhao Yuying and Tan Xianglin, and it would not be suitable for anyone to wear.

Zhao Yuying didn't say anything. She was like a puppet, looking at the scenery outside the window and the people basking in the sun downstairs.

"Aunt, I know you're thinking of Yuanyuan. She and I grew up together, and we often slept in the same bed when we were little. I miss her too, but...we can't always live in the past. We still have a long way to go. If Yuanyuan knew, she wouldn't want you to be so sad. She would want you to be happy."

Zhao Yang squatted down and stroked his face with Zhao Yuying's hand: "Yuanyuan and I are sisters. Now that she is gone, I will stay by your side and be filial to you and your uncle. We are all family..."

The two faces are so familiar that as soon as they stand outside, many people will ask if they are mother and daughter.

Even the nurses in the hospital mentioned her to Zhao Yuying: "That's your daughter, right? She looks so much like you. She comes to see you three times a day. She's so filial."

Zhao Yuying always remained silent. Daughter? Her daughter was gone. As a mother, she had no idea what she looked like.

The nurse just thought that the lady in front of her was extremely weird. If it was any other mother, she would at least say something to her when she heard her say that. But this comrade named Zhao Yuying was really weird. Not only was the comrade weird, but her husband was weird too.

In front of others, Zhao Yuying has never expressed her vulnerable side. She has always been a strong woman, and this is especially true in front of the junior Zhao Yang.

Although Zhao Yang was disappointed, she was not discouraged.

"Aunt, I felt close to you the first time I saw you. I felt like you were just like my own mother. I..."

Before she finished speaking, she felt something wet on the back of her hand. When she looked up, she saw her aunt, Zhao Yuying, crying.

Although there was only one drop, the tear marks on the face could not be faked.

Zhao Yang was stunned. Zhao Yuying pulled her hand away and said, "Go back."

She had always spoken to Zhao Yang in a calm and emotionless tone, but this sentence was full of emotion. Zhao Yang felt the fragile side of his aunt Zhao Yuying, and felt a little more happy in his heart.

Suppressing her happy mood, she stood up and said, "Aunt, you should rest early. I will come to see you tomorrow and bring the children with me. The room is so empty and cold. It needs to be lively and bustling. Only then can Aunt get better soon."

Regardless of Zhao Yuying's reaction, whether she agreed or not, Zhao Yang pushed the door open and went out. Anyway, regardless of whether Zhao Yuying agreed or not, she would bring her two children here tomorrow.

The door opened and a man was standing in the corridor outside. It was her uncle Tan Xianglin.

Smoking is not allowed in the hospital. Feeling annoyed, Tan Xianglin simply stuffed a candy into his mouth. When he saw Zhao Yang coming out, he raised his head and motioned Zhao Yang to follow him.

The two walked to the end of the corridor together, and Tan Xianglin stopped and said, "I heard everything you said just now."

When she first met this uncle, in the mourning hall they prepared for Tan Yuan, her uncle still had a head full of white hair and looked full of vigor, no less capable than her father-in-law Liang Guowei. But now, it has only been a short time.

My uncle Tan Xianglin has white hair on his head, and he looks more than ten years older than before.

"Uncle, I didn't mean it. I didn't want to replace Yuanyuan's position in Aunt's heart. I... I... I just feel too sorry for Aunt..."

Thinking of what his aunt Zhao Yuying had experienced, Zhao Yang shed tears himself. He was really heartbroken. They were related by blood. Even though they had not spent much time together since childhood, blood relationship was such a magical thing.

Tan Xianglin was silent for a long time, and finally sighed: "Ah... everything has passed. You are a good child. Come visit your aunt more often in the future. She is suffering..."

He finally compromised. As a man, it didn't matter what happened to him, but how could he let his wife be obsessed with the past like him?

Tan Xianglin's attitude towards Zhao Yang changed. He accepted Zhao Yang as his niece and let her into the couple's lives.

"Your aunt isn't in any serious condition, she's just worried. She wants to go back to her old house, and I've already redeemed it. We'll be moving back tomorrow, and then you...you can take the children to visit her."

The sounds of children laughing and crying will make the house less lonely, which is always good for everyone.

As for the other people in his brother-in-law's family, there is no need for that at all. Tan Xianglin asked himself if he was such a kind person, and he couldn't do such considerate things.

This was already a big improvement. How could Zhao Yang want more? He quickly agreed, "That's great! I'll go over early tomorrow morning and help my aunt and uncle clean up. Yuanyuan's room needs to be cleaned up as well. It's been lived in by those scoundrels for so long. I don't know what it's become now."

Zhao Yang complained casually, but when he saw his uncle Tan Xianglin's face change, he quickly shut up and changed the subject.

Tan Xianglin no longer had the heart to continue chatting with Zhao Yang, so he turned around and went back to Zhao Yuying's ward.

Zhao Yang watched Tan Xianglin's back disappear, and the embarrassment he felt for saying the wrong thing disappeared in an instant. He turned around, went downstairs and left the hospital ward.

It's not a good idea to always be idle like this. She has to finish her work and move her household registration back as soon as possible. If things are not done well, she will always worry that something will go wrong.

Zhao Yang was in a very good mood at this moment, but soon her good mood would disappear completely.