In the west room, Mother Zhang touched one grandson's hand, then the other's, her mouth couldn't help but smile, "They've grown a lot taller."
Seeing this, Ping'an opened one of the luggage bags and placed the sheets, towel blankets, pillowcases, and fabrics on the bed one by one.
Mother Zhang turned her head to look at the closed door and lowered her voice: "Your mom can't quite manage life, can she?"
The twins chuckled and quickly covered their mouths.
Ping'an imitated her in a whisper: "My mom actually prepared two wash basins, but later on, my dad worried it would be too inconvenient to carry out, so we didn't bring them."
Mother Zhang shook her head, "Your mom is great except her hands are too generous."
"Well, Brother Xi Zi and Brother Wen are both our brothers. Besides these, my mom also gave me money, and she instructed me to bring it back for you to arrange. She said neither she nor my dad understands much, so it's fine to ask you to decide."
