"Chu Yang said, our family has been bustling about, and you haven't rested well. He suggested you take this opportunity to recharge, and send the kids over to them— they can handle the children."
Hearing this, a wave of exhaustion swept over her.
Niu Hong thought for a moment, hesitating a bit: "Isn't it a bit inappropriate..."
"What's inappropriate about it?"
Aunt Niu waved a spoon:
"Let me tell you, the cooking of the folks next door, Chu Yang, is way better than mine. The kids will be well-fed over there."
She also reminded:
"Take two eggs and pick a basket of vegetables to send over, let the kids stay there, so they won't be scared at night."
Her words showed how determined Aunt Niu was to stir things up that night.
Niu Hong hesitated for a moment, but eventually nodded.
...
After six o'clock, Aunt Niu's eldest son, Niu Qing, returned with his wife.
"Mom, where's Da Hong?"
