After the mother was reborn, she was deeply involved in the battle for favor between her sons

Seeing that Tang Biqin's complexion had improved, Lin's father felt relieved.

He handed Ji Lanyue to the servant and said, "Give her a bath and change her clothes."

The servant nodded and carried Ji Lanyue, who had fallen asleep after eating, into the bathroom.

Ji Tingyang and Ji Zeqiu followed in.

"Why let the servants take care of you? They are so rude and can't be as careful as I am." Tang Biqin was worried and struggled to go over.

"You're already in a wheelchair, how are you going to wash her?" Father Lin held her wheelchair, not letting her go. "Just sit still, let's discuss something."

"What's the matter?" Tang Biqin asked.

"All Ji Yiyu wants is the inheritance, so let's give it to her and get back the custody of the children. We have tens of millions in savings anyway, which is more than enough to raise their three children. It's better than letting them suffer over there." said Lin's father.

Tang Biqin fell silent, as if she was thinking about this matter.

"When I went to see them this morning, they had been hungry all night. The room they lived in was even smaller than our bathroom. I couldn't bear to ask two such young children to clean the bathroom." Father Lin sighed.

When Tang Biqin heard this, her chest rose and fell with excitement for a moment, "Okay, let's do as you say."

The three children stayed at Lin's house until evening.

Ji Yiyun seemed to have forgotten about the three children. She didn't call them once to show concern, nor did she urge them to go back.

It was natural for Lin's father to keep them.

However, even though her grandchildren lived at home, Tang Biqin would occasionally become dazed. She would often dream about Lin Xu's name at night, and would often stare blankly at one place during the day.

Seeing her staring out the window in a daze again, Ji Tingyang asked in confusion: "Grandpa, what's wrong with grandma?"

Father Lin's heart sank.

He knew that Tang Biqin was missing her daughter again.

"Grandma has been in a bad mood these days. Can you go over and talk to her more to make her happier?" Father Lin touched his head.

Ji Tingyang nodded obediently, his head resting on Tang Biqin's legs, "Grandma, let's play games together?"

Tang Biqin's thoughts were pulled back, and a smile appeared on her lips, "Okay, what game do you want to play, Tingyang?"

"Building blocks." Ji Tingyang poured his building blocks on the ground.

Ji Lanyue, who was standing next to him, watched curiously. He tried to turn over, crawled over slowly, picked up a building block and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You can't eat this, it's very dirty." Ji Tingyang took the building block out of his mouth, and taught her with a stern face, looking like a little adult.

Ji Lanyue didn't care about her brother's education and spit a bubble at him with her saliva. The bubble grew bigger and bigger and finally burst, splashing Ji Tingyang's face with saliva.

Ji Tingyang wiped his saliva expressionlessly.

The culprit was lying on the ground, giggling.

Watching the interaction between the two, the sadness on Tang Biqin's face gradually dissipated, and a hint of smile appeared between her brows.

……

Another week has passed.

Tang Biqin's condition has never stabilized, her legs have never healed, and she is confined to a wheelchair.

I spend more and more time in a daze during the day and toss and turn in my sleep at night. I suffer from severe insomnia.

Lin's father took her to see a doctor, who said that she was suffering from excessive worry and depression, and that the only way to recover was to untie the knot in her heart.

Father Lin knew that the knot in her heart was nothing but Lin Xu, plus the self-blame for not protecting her grandson last time.

In addition to comforting her more, Lin's father can only let his three children spend more time with her. Maybe one day she will feel more positive and her health will get better.

"Tingyang and Zeqiu will be out of school in another hour. Why don't we go pick them up together?" asked Father Lin.

During this period, it was inconvenient for Tang Biqin to travel, so it was Lin's father who took the children to and from school.

Hearing that she had to go out to pick up the child, Tang Biqin's dull expression came back, "Okay."

The kindergarten finishes school half an hour earlier than the elementary school, so they went to the kindergarten to pick up Ji Zeqiu first.

Ji Zeqiu, carrying a small schoolbag, saw Tang Biqin from a distance. With an especially bright smile on his face, he hurriedly ran towards her, "Grandma!"

In a trance.

Tang Biqin seemed to see the little Lin Xu.

When my daughter was little, she would run towards her happily when she saw her even from a distance.

As if she had returned to the old days, she welcomed her daughter with red eyes and open arms.

Tang Biqin hugged her tightly, and then she was stunned when she saw her daughter's figure turned into Ji Zeqiu.

"Grandma, what's wrong with you?" Ji Zeqiu blinked and asked in confusion.

"I... I'm fine." Tang Biqin shook her head, shaking off the fantasies in her mind.

Father Lin took the schoolbag from Ji Zeqiu and asked with concern: "Did you behave well in school today?"

"I'm very well behaved. The teacher praised me and gave me a red flower." Ji Zeqiu took out the red flower sticker on the back of his hand and showed it to them proudly.

"Our Ze Qiu is awesome." Tang Biqin smiled.

After picking up Ji Zeqiu, the driver drove to the elementary school.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class. Ji Tingyang was tidying up the stationery on his desk when suddenly a ball of paper was thrown at his head.

Ji Tingyang looked back and saw a little boy smiling and making a face at him.

"Did you throw the paper ball?" Ji Tingyang looked at him.

"So what?" The little boy didn't care.

Ji Tingyang: "Apologize to me."

"I'm not apologizing. Go and tell your parents if you have the guts." The little boy said, and suddenly laughed, "Oh, I forgot, you don't have a father or a mother."

Several classmates nearby also started laughing when they heard it, and before Ji Tingyang could react, they all ran out of the classroom.

Ji Tingyang's face turned pale. He bit his lip, then walked towards the school gate with his schoolbag on his back without saying a word.

Just as he reached the school gate, he saw Ji Zeqiu lying on the car window, waving at him and happily calling him "brother".

And there was another person named Tang Biqin beside Ji Zeqiu, who was also waving at him with a smile.

Ji Tingyang raised the corners of his lips, took a step forward and was about to step forward, but the group of classmates who had just laughed at him in the classroom appeared behind him again.

"Children without mothers are like grass. Who is singing this song? It turns out to be Ji Tingyang."

"Hahahaha..." They walked away from Ji Tingyang with laughter.

Tang Biqin's face suddenly turned pale, and her body began to tremble with anger. "Whose children are they? How did their parents educate them? Did their teachers let them do this?!"

Her eyes were red with anger and she wanted to get out of the car to teach the kids a lesson, but she forgot that her leg was not healed yet and fell again.