"Is that your adoptive parent's child?" Luo Huanhuan's eyes lit up and finally wanted to see he Yijun's family.

She should be very popular with these children.

Luo Huanhuan is looking forward to getting together with these children, and the mood has begun to surge.

"Yes."

The doorbell rang several times. The children turned their heads when they heard the sound, and their eyes were staring at them. There was no surprise or accident on their faces, as if they didn't know he Yijun.

"Don't they know you?" Luo Huanhuan asked.

He Yijun still had no reaction: "I went out to school since I was a child and wanted to come back. I hardly came here after college. It's normal for them not to know me at their age."

Luo Huanhuan nodded clearly, which is indeed the truth.

Soon, the servant came out and greeted him in a foreign language Luo Huanhuan didn't understand. He Yijun also talked with each other in a foreign language, and then took Luo Huanhuan inside.

When passing the children, Luo Huanhuan waved to them very friendly, but no one responded to her friendly behavior. Everyone just stared at her, as if they were looking at aliens.

"Can't these children understand my gestures?" Luo Huanhuan is holding he Yijun's arm. It should be cultural differences that make these children alert to her. After all, she and he Yijun have different faces from them.

"Well, they can't understand." He Yijun said.

He Yijun took her inside and suddenly a ball rolled down to Luo Huanhuan's feet.

Luo Huanhuan stopped, squatted down to pick up the ball and wanted to give it back to the chasing children.

The child looked at her warily and said a lot.

Luo Huanhuan couldn't understand, so he had to talk to the other party in English: "is this your ball? Give it back to you."

The other party didn't reach out, although he was saying something.

Luo Huanhuan looked back at he Yijun in a daze. He Yijun had to translate for her: "he asked who you are."

Luo Huanhuan immediately showed a friendly smile on his face: "Hello, I'm your big brother's girlfriend and will soon be his wife."

He Yijun: "they don't understand English."

"Then you translate for me." Luo Huanhuan blinked and there was a free translator around him.

"I'm their uncle, not their brother." He Yijun corrected one sentence.

"I didn't expect you to have a big generation." This surprised Luo Huanhuan, "are these children the grandchildren of your adoptive parents?"

He Yijun nodded, pointed to a little girl in red at the corner of the wall and said, "that child is also Asian and adopted by them."

"How nice of your adoptive parents!" Luo Huanhuan admires.

Only the kind-hearted people will give these young people a warm family.

Luo Huanhuan thought that he Yijun grew up in this place and began to have some feelings for this place.

"Did you play ball here when you were young?" Luo Huanhuan thought of several children playing ball in the yard just now. A miniature version of he Yijun playing football suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Yes." He Yijun recalled the past, and there was a trace of tenderness on his face.

This is indeed a warm place for him.

It was the servant who came towards them and talked to he Yijun in foreign language.

Luo Huanhuan looked at them quietly. After they finished, he Yijun took her hand and went in.

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