"Aunt, they will be back soon," Nan Hua answered softly.
Nan Si Qiao looked at her niece, who had grown slightly taller and looked more matured than before. She also felt distressed for her niece, who had to fight at the frontline like this and couldn't enjoy a normal life like how a normal lady would.
These kids are truly….
But then again, they were approaching adulthood in terms of age, but Nan Si Qiao couldn't help but thinking of them as children.
In her eyes, they were always the same young brat as they used to be.
"You're not answering me." Nan Si Qiao looked at Nan Hua and sighed. She raised her hand and patted Nan Hua's head tenderly. The young woman didn't resist and even leaned slightly to make it easier for Nan Si Qiao.
"Would you attend as Nan Hua or as Adjutant Nan?"
"Adjutant Nan."
Nan Hua's real identity was a bit unsuitable to appear at this time. Nan Hua didn't want to create unnecessary trouble that would require her to clean up too much later on. It was already more than enough that she attended.
As for which identity she picked, that was not that important.
Nan Si Qiao nodded. "I hope you can take care of yourself well. When you want to go back, Aunt will accompany you."
"How about Feng Ao Qian?"
"That brat should be old enough to travel around by then." Nan Si Qiao laughed. Her third son was no longer that young by that time, so she wouldn't be so distressed to bring him around. Anyway, she just wanted to accompany her niece rather than allowing Nan Hua to just stay alone.
Nan Hua was silent for a moment then nodded. "Thank you, Aunt."
"Silly girl, there's no need for you to be so polite." Nan Si Qiao laughed lightly.
At this time, they heard some clamor from the distance. It was easy to tell that it was her cousins and twin brother who came. Nan Hua stood up and walked to the side as the door opened.
"Like I say…" Feng Ao Si's words stuck in his throat. He looked at his mother and smiled brightly. "Mother!"
"Go and sleep." Nan Si Qiao glared at her first son. Among her three children, the first child was instead the most worrying one. She had to wonder what kind of wrong education did she give so that her first son ended this way.
"Yes, Mother!"
Feng Ao Kuai nodded to his mother and headed to his own room without the need for Nan Si Qiao's reminder. He glanced at Nan Hua but didn't say anything. They could talk more tomorrow. There was no hurry.
Nan Luo walked towards Nan Hua with a grin. "When did you arrive?"
"Not long ago." Nan Hua looked at Nan Luo up and down. Her eyes landed on Nan Luo's arm that was slightly bruised. "Don't compete in raw strength with Brother Si until your body truly mature."
"But I'm not a child anymore…." Nan Luo pouted.
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