"Forget it, just take this tea with you and drink some later." Qin Xue handed him a small thermos of hawthorn tea.
"Okay, thanks, Mom." Cohen just felt very happy at home, with a loving family and brothers to accompany him.
"No need to thank me, take it slow." Qin Xue saw him off at the door, watching him leave with Chu Molin, and reminded him.
"Mm-hmm, goodbye." Cohen carried his small backpack and went to school with his father.
"Your kids are all very sensible, it's quite rare." Nangong Beiying praised them every time she saw their children.
"You should raise them well after you have your own, they will be like this too." Qin Xue didn't think it was her credit; it was Xue Ling who was raising them, so it's only because Xue Ling was doing a good job that they turned out well.
At times like these, there's really no need to argue over how to raise children because it doesn't matter who raises them, what matters is whether they're raised well.
