Rise of the Humble O

At this time, Zhu Ping'an's heart was filled with warmth. The family members of this life, whether it was his hot-tempered mother, his taciturn father, or his older brother who was about ten years old but surprisingly mature and honest, were all kind to him from the bottom of their hearts.,Parental love is deep and true, brotherly affection warm and sincere, everywhere one sees warmth and kindness.,Chen looked at her youngest son, acting like a little rascal and cuddling up to her. She clearly enjoyed it, feeling that her youngest son was much cuter than her eldest. Earlier, she had called her eldest son over, but the silly boy, just like his father, said something about not being a man if he stole food. She almost got angry enough to explode, so she sent him away. Thankfully, her youngest son wasn't so rigid. She smiled and tapped his forehead playfully, "Don't get mad at me, I'm already grateful! Just wipe your mouth so you don't get seen later."。