Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland
Chapter 1220 - 1221: This is the daughter he has been longing for many years

Chapter 1220: Chapter 1221: This is the daughter he has been longing for many years

"Wife, don’t cry anymore, our Xingxing isn’t crying." Yun Hao looked at the soft bundle, not daring to move, fearful of hurting Xingxing. Their daughter was already over a month old, and he, as a father, had seldom held her.

This was the daughter he had longed for many years, and he finally got to see her.

Meng Yunhan wiped her tears, "Okay, I won’t cry, I won’t cry."

A one-month-old baby, awake for only short periods, soon fell asleep again.

"Mengmeng, are you going to return to your country immediately?" Robert couldn’t bear to part with Xingxing. Although she was just a tiny bundle, everyone in the family, young and old alike, adored Xingxing, who was especially cute and rarely fussy, much easier to care for than his sons had been.

"We’ve been abroad for so long, if we don’t go back now, everyone at home will worry. We’ve troubled you for this period of time."

Robert didn’t like Mengmeng speaking so formally; weren’t they friends?

And after all, they’d been friends for over a decade. Why still be so distant?

Robert, making a stern face on purpose, said, "Mengmeng, if you act this distant next time, I might not acknowledge you."

Even when Robert put on a stern face, his wife was a bit afraid, but Meng Yunhan wasn’t.

Meng Yunhan smiled broadly and complied, "Okay, I won’t be this formal next time."

Parting is for the sake of meeting again.

Meng Yunhan’s legs were still weak, unable to walk far, so Robert gave her a wheelchair. Holding Xingxing, she said farewell to Robert’s family.

"Daddy, isn’t that our sister? Why is Aunt Meng taking our sister away?" Ramon complained quietly.

Robert rubbed his head, "Your Aunt Meng was sick before and entrusted us to take care of Xingxing. But son, if you like Xingxing, you can marry her when you grow up."

Robert’s wife was shocked, but then said nothing.

Because over the month, she had also grown fond of Xingxing and had bought her many beautiful clothes.

As soon as they got off the plane, Yun Hao, pushing them and carrying parcels, made their way out of the airport, hailed a taxi, placed Meng Yunhan and her daughter inside, and put the wheelchair and luggage in the trunk.

He gave the address.

Outside the courtyard, Yun Hao effortlessly took his wife and daughter out of the car, paid the driver, and pushed them into the courtyard.

"Mom and Dad, Grandpa, we’re back," Yun Hao called out with a powerful voice, rousing everyone in the house.

Especially Zhuangzhuang, who, perhaps by some psychic connection, rarely cried out loud but now began to wail.

Yun Hao’s mother came holding Zhuangzhuang.

"It’s good to be back," Yun Hao’s father said, seeing Meng Yunhan sitting in the wheelchair, holding the soft and adorable granddaughter, knowing that everything was alright now, and the ordeal had passed.

"I’ll go buy groceries; we must celebrate today," Grandpa Zhao said excitedly, ecstatic that his daughter was fine.

"What’s this with Yunhan?" Why is she sitting in a wheelchair?

Meng Yunhan explained with a smile, "I’m fine, just that lying down for a long time has made my legs weak. It will get better after a while. You’ve worked hard taking care of me during this time, Mom and Dad."

Zhuangzhuang, the little guy, cocked his head, looking at Meng and Yun Hao, then finally his gaze settled on Xingxing’s face.

"Mom and Dad, I’ll take Yunhan inside first."

Yun Hao’s father took the granddaughter, cherishing the chubby little girl.

"Wife, lie down and sleep a bit, I and the kids are here too," Yun Hao said, knowing his wife hadn’t rested well during the postpartum month. She had gained weight with much difficulty during her pregnancy, but after being comatose for a month, she had lost it all. She felt so light in his arms, probably weighing no more than around eighty pounds.