A peasant girl travels through time with a hospital, rising to become an empress.

Several children in the school who were usually jealous of Tuantuan being praised by the teacher immediately gloated when they saw this.

They stroked their own faces with their hands, stuck their tongues out at Tuantuan, and jeered, "Tuantuan is crying because she was hit!"

Upon hearing this, Tuantuan cried even harder, tears streaming down her cheeks like beads from a broken string.

He reached out his little hand, picked up the drawing paper on the table, and clutched it tightly, his cries filled with grievance.

Tie Dan had never seen Tuan Tuan cry so fiercely, and a strong protective emotion surged within his small body.

He stood firmly in front of Tuantuan and said loudly to the old teacher, "Teacher, Tuantuan's mother went to the provincial capital. He hasn't seen her for more than half a month and misses her terribly. Today, he couldn't help but miss his mother, so he drew her image on paper. He didn't mean to be distracted in class!"

Although the old master was strict in his scholarship, he was kind-hearted.

Hearing this, and seeing Tuantuan crying her heart out and calling for "Mother," my heart softened, and I sighed inwardly: Why didn't this child say so sooner?

Emotions are something that can either be suppressed deep inside without showing any trace, or once they erupt, they are like a flood that has been released and cannot be stopped.

Tuantuan is just over three years old. She doesn't have the rationality and restraint of an adult. At this moment, all her longing and grievances turned into tears, which flowed freely in the classroom.

Tie Dan was heartbroken.

During this time, he was inseparable from Tuantuan, who was not only his best friend but also his most beloved little nephew.

He reached out his little hand and gently patted Tuantuan's back, soothing her softly: "Tuantuan, don't cry. Sister Qianqian said she'll come to pick us up once she's settled in the provincial capital."

Tuantuan was still crying hard. He understood the reasoning, but how could a few words of comfort suppress his longing for his mother?

The old master could no longer bear to be harsh and immediately sent someone to Qiyue Tower to inform Liu Yan.

When Liu Yan heard that Tuantuan was crying so hard in class that she couldn't get up, she felt extremely distressed. She immediately handed over the work at Qiyuelou to Master Wang and rushed to the academy herself.

Unexpectedly, when Tuantuan saw Liu Yan, she didn't stop crying; instead, she cried even harder, throwing herself into Liu Yan's arms, hugging her neck tightly, and sobbing, "Grandma... I miss my mother..."

Liu Yan carried Tuantuan all the way back, constantly soothing her with gentle words. When they returned to Qiyue Tower, Tuantuan, perhaps exhausted from crying, had fallen asleep on Liu Yan's shoulder, her tears still soaking a patch of her shoulder.

Liu Yan gently placed Tuantuan on the bed. He was lying on his side, and even though he was asleep, his little body was still twitching from crying so hard earlier.

Liu Yan covered him with a soft blanket, gently patted his little bottom, and hummed the lullaby she used to sing to him. In the familiar melody and soothing comfort, Tuantuan finally fell asleep.

Liu Yan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her child's sleeping face, her mind filled with many thoughts.

She used to always think about contributing more to the business and only felt at ease when she personally took charge of the cooking. But now she suddenly realized: wasn't the original intention of doing business to give her children a better life? If she spent all her time on the business and didn't even have time to spend with her children, wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse and losing sight of the original meaning?

Qianqian had always told her that she should learn to be a manager and, after understanding all aspects of the business, hand it over to someone she trusted.

At the time, she didn't think much of it, but now she feels that Qianqian's words make a lot of sense.

As she was pondering this, she heard Tuantuan murmuring "Mother" in her sleep, and her two little hands suddenly opened as if she wanted to hug something.

Liu Yan instantly understood; he used to always like to snuggle up to Qianqian and hold her arm while sleeping. So she lay down on the bed too, gently snuggling against Tuantuan, wrapping her arm around his small body, giving him a sense of security. Tuantuan seemed to feel the familiar warmth, snuggling closer to her and sleeping even more soundly.

After sleeping for more than an hour, Tuantuan finally woke up. Thinking about how he had cried so much in class earlier that day, he felt a little ashamed.

I'm already a big kid of three years old, and I've read more books than other children in the village, so why am I still crying like a little baby?

He covered his little head completely with the blanket, not wanting to face this "shameful fact".

Seeing this, Liu Yan picked him up along with the blanket and pulled him out of the blanket like a radish.

Tuantuan looked at Liu Yan, lowered her head shyly, and whispered, "Grandmother, I..."

Liu Yan forced a gentle smile and patted his head: "Tuantuan just misses his mother, what's so shameful about that? When my maternal grandmother's mother left me, my maternal grandmother was much older than you, and she always cried secretly."

Tuantuan's eyes lit up, and she looked up to ask, "Really?"

Liu Yan nodded and replied with a smile, "Yes, back then, Grandma was much older than Tuantuan. Tuantuan was only three years old, and it was already quite remarkable that she behaved so well."

Hearing this, Tuantuan felt much less guilty and obediently nodded. Just then, Tiedan heard that Tuantuan had woken up, knocked on the door, and came in carrying a plate of Tuantuan's favorite strawberries.

Seeing the bright red strawberries, Tuantuan's face lit up instantly. She picked one up and, instead of eating it herself, offered it to Liu Yan's mouth: "Grandma, have a strawberry."

Liu Yan opened her mouth and gently bit into the strawberry. The sweet taste spread on her tongue. She smiled and said, "It's so sweet! The strawberries that Tuantuan gave to Grandma are especially sweet. You should have some too."

Seeing her grandmother enjoying her food, Tuantuan was overjoyed and picked up another piece to offer to Tiedan. Tiedan waved his hand, telling him to eat first.

The two little ones pushed and shoved each other, each wanting the other to try first. Finally, Liu Yan smiled and said, "Why don't you both take it together and eat it together?"

The two little brats immediately obediently picked up the strawberries, huddled together, watching each other's progress, and then simultaneously took a big bite of the strawberries into their mouths.

The strawberries were sweet and sour, and juicy, which cheered Tuan Tuan up, and her usual smile finally returned to her face.

Liu Yan pondered for a moment, then looked at Tuantuan earnestly and said, "Tuantuan, Grandma has made up her mind. Qiyue Tower is now on the right track. After I've settled things here, I'll write to Qianqian. If she's settled on her end, we'll go find her. Can you give Grandma another month, okay?"

Tuantuan clapped her hands in delight, her eyes sparkling as she asked, "Will I be able to see Mommy in a month?"

Liu Yan nodded emphatically: "Yes, Grandma promises you."

How could she not miss Qianqian? In another month, things here should be settled, and then she would take Tuantuan to the provincial capital for a family reunion.

Tuantuan was overjoyed. She stretched out her short little arms, put them on Liu Yan's shoulder, snuggled into her arms, and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. In her soft, sweet voice, she exclaimed, "Grandma is the best!"