Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland-Chapter 496 - Should we bring this child back_1

Chapter 496: Chapter 496: Should we bring this child back?_1

Chapter 496 -496: Should we bring this child back?_1

Listening to Yaya chattering like a small bird, sharing all of this with him.

Zhou Jiahao merely smiled.

“Tired, huh? Go rest, take a break.”

Then he truly looked at Mama Liu, telling her to take Yaya to rest.

Just a child, yet bringing so much joy to Yaya?

Should he bring this child home?

His gaze falls on the bag of tea leaves.

What kind of tea could it be that earned Yaya’s endless praises?

He began to brew it.

As the tea aroma wafted into the air, he found himself entranced for a moment.

What a lovely scent.

Did such good tea exist in their homeland?

Even though Zhou Jiahao had grown up abroad, he still held great affection for traditional products and ancestral artifacts from their homeland.

He couldn’t resist tasting it.

Indeed, this taste was really good.

But what tea was it?

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He ruled out all the teas he had tasted before; none of them had this particular flavor.

It seemed this was a new type of tea.

Zhou Qinya essentially visited Little Huzi every day.

Zhou Jiahao did not stop her.

Because in a few days, they would be leaving to return to their homeland; he didn’t know when next Yaya could come back again.

Let the child keep Yaya’s company for a while longer.

“Little Huzi, see what I brought for you?” Zhou Qinya handed a colored picture book to Little Huzi.

Seeing the patterns on it, Little Huzi’s eyes sparkled.

“Aunty…” Little Huzi didn’t call her ‘Mother’ anymore, this was inevitably tied to Yun Hao’s previous threat, he finally started addressing Zhou Qinya as ‘Aunty’.

“Do you like it?”

Old Mister Zhao saw the exquisite book and declined, “Miss Zhou, we can’t accept this, it’s too valuable.” Since Old Mister Zhao used to work in a scrap yard, he could tell at a glance that a book with such intricate illustrations would be somewhat expensive.

“This is a gift for Little Huzi.”

Mama Liu thought quite simply, as long as the Miss was happy, it was fine.

In a few days, they would be returning to the United States. Maybe today was the last time the Miss would visit the Yun family.

“This is a token of our Miss’s appreciation, and Little Huzi is indeed very cute,” she explained.

Yun Hao could tell that Miss Zhou really liked Little Huzi, but why hadn’t Young Master Zhou made any attempt to stop her?

Considering how much Young Master Zhou valued Miss Zhou, why hadn’t he tried to stop her?

Something was distinctly amiss about this situation, and it gave him a vague sense of unease.

They weren’t planning to take away Little Huzi, were they?

With that thought, Yun Hao knew he couldn’t let his guard down.

It seemed he needed to be more vigilant at least until they left.

“Mama Liu, when are you returning to the United States?”

Yun Hao’s question made Zhou Qinya suddenly consider this as well.

“Mama Liu, when are we returning to the United States?”

Old Mister Zhao was dumbfounded, the United States?

Wasn’t that a foreign country?

Didn’t they live in Kyoto?

He used to think that Miss Zhou liked Ahao just as Lu Jingyi did, culminating in the kidnapping of Little Huzi.

Therefore, he had been wary of Miss Zhou, but now that he heard they were going back to the United States, Old Mister Zhao was thoroughly stunned.

“This matter, I also don’t know. I have to ask the Young Master,” Mama Liu vaguely replied.

Young Master had said: since Little Huzi made the Miss happy, then let the Miss be happy for a few more days.

But the Young Master still had business matters to handle. They had already delayed their return due to the New Year celebrations. They were bound to return to the United States where there were more advanced medical treatments and medicine, unlike the cold weather in Kyoto.

“But I can’t bear to part with him,” Zhou Qinya looked over at Little Huzi.

She finally understood the saying: There is no feast that doesn’t end.