Two months later.
Ning Rongrong emerged from Tang Yuehua's room with her face flushed red. Her gem-like eyes brimmed with delight, radiating the sweetness of a newlywed.
"Looks like you understand now."
Tang Yuehua bowed to Little Jiu. After seeing him out, she picked up a cup of clear tea and savored it slowly.
"Thank you." Ning Rongrong solemnly bowed to Tang Yuehua.
With a hint of longing in her eyes, she said, "Little Jiu was right. As long as you want to do something, there are always more solutions than difficulties."
"Father and Little Jiu are both unwilling to revive Mother, but if I have a child and then ask Little Jiu again, he probably won't refuse so resolutely. At the very least, for the child's sake, he'll give me some comfort."
Ning Rongrong lifted her teacup and took sip after sip, completely satisfied.
"Actually, reviving your mother isn't a big deal at all. Little Jiu simply wants a legitimate reason, one that everyone can accept."
A smile curved Tang Yuehua's lips as she gently stroked Ning Rongrong's hair. Ning Rongrong was truly radiant and lovely now.
"Brother!"
The moment Little Jiu reached the outskirts of Spirit City, Xiao Wu threw herself at him. A brief parting made their reunion sweeter than a wedding. Xiao Wu's eyes were filled with joy and happiness. At last, she could stay with Little Jiu forever and never be separated again.
"All right, all right, Xiao Wu. Stop showing off your public display of affection." Xiao Wu's brothers and sisters immediately teased her.
"Hmph, I'm ignoring you all." Unable to take the teasing, Xiao Wu wanted to hit them, but she could not beat them. Her face bright red, she stamped her foot, making everyone laugh even harder.
Aunt Rou rubbed Xiao