The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

"Mom! We're planning to move back home."

Jiang Xiaoxiao finished her meal and washed the dishes while talking to Fan Xiuying.

Fan Xiuying was slicing some fruit, peeling the skin carefully—it was an apple for Tang Yuan.

"If you want to move back home, I'm happy about it. But the question is if Old Mrs. Song will be happy. She treats Tang Yuan like the apple of her eye. And besides, how far is your school from here? It wouldn't be convenient to come home every day.

Have you been busy lately? If you are, I can come stay with you and help take care of Tang Yuan."

Jiang Xiaoxiao leaned over and gave Fan Xiuying a kiss.

"Oh, you're so grown up and still doing this!"

Fan Xiuying wiped her face, a look of disdain on her face yet bursting with joy.

"Mom, let me be honest with you. We're both about to start our internships, and Mr. Feng has already told me that we'll definitely be going to He Ren's, so living there isn't convenient.

I can't stand being too far from Tang Yuan, so we'll be living near our house, and I'll have to ask you and Dad to help us take care of the child."

Tang Yuan is still too young to start kindergarten.

To be honest, Jiang Xiaoxiao knew she was a bit too indulgent with this child.

Normally, dual-career kids are sent to daycare a few months in.

She was just making excuses, unwilling to send the child away.

Fan Xiuying laughed happily, "With your own mom, there's no need to talk about trouble or not. If you can move back, that'll make mom very happy. Having Little Tang Yuan with us every day, your dad and I will definitely take good care of him, so you can rest assured and focus on your work."

Fan Xiuying has a special love for Tang Yuan.

Pampering the child to the point of lawlessness.

"The problem is getting Old Mrs. Song to agree. She and Old Song are both crazy about the child, can they agree to let you guys move here? Wouldn't they eventually run over here to buy another house?

For your family, Old Song and Old Mrs. Song have already been through enough."

Fan Xiuying knows perfectly well that Old Mrs. Song treats Tang Yuan like the apple of her eye.

She loves him dearly, can't stand being apart for even a day.

Jiang Xiaoxiao's expression turned bland—Old Mrs. Song!?

Lately, Old Mrs. Song has been acting strangely.

Strangely enough to be puzzling, but she couldn't mention this to her mother.

"Don't worry, the old lady has agreed. If she hadn't, I wouldn't dare to bring Tang Yuan over like this, it would just make it hard on Old Mrs. Song and Old Song."

"Alright then, tomorrow, your dad and I will help you clean up your yard. Actually, your dad and I go over every few days to clean, so it won't take long to make it livable. You don't need to cook yourself; come over to mom's to eat, and Tang Yuan can stay with the two of us.

Besides, your sister's child is nearby, so everyone can play together, and Little Tang Yuan has a playmate."

Fan Xiuying was particularly happy; she wished her daughter could be near her.

The next day, Jiang Xiaoxiao packed their belongings.

The furniture and appliances in the house couldn't be moved, so they just took their clothes and other personal items.

"Xiaoxiao, let me take care of it. You take Tang Yuan to mom's first. I'll pack the remaining things, and everyone will just load them into the car and move them all at once."

Song Moting spoke apologetically to his wife.

He wasn't sure why, but suddenly, in the past two days, the grandmother was giving them the cold shoulder without reason.

Not only was she disdainful of them, but she also didn't want to hold Tang Yuan or play with him.

This abnormal behavior puzzled Song Moting for several days.

He privately asked the grandmother, feeling that there was something unsaid between them.

Who knew that when he asked, it provoked a storm of anger from the grandmother.

The grandmother directly pointed and scolded him for the first time, in a manner that was very unpleasant. She told them to move out quickly.

The house was purchased by the grandmother, naturally belonging to the old couple, and she made it clear they had been mooching off them for years and should be ashamed.

She told them not to even think about mooching off them anymore and to show themselves less in front of the old couple.

Song Moting always thought he must have done something to upset the grandmother, secretly asked Old Song, but Old Song was equally baffled, saying the grandmother hadn't changed in the past couple of days, still the same as she used to be.

But he didn't know why she suddenly saw the couple as an eyesore.

"Okay then, most of the stuff is packed, I'll take Tang Yuan over first, and you can load up the rest and move everything over."

Jiang Xiaoxiao shouldered her bag, holding Tang Yuan as she left.

Song Moting saw them off at the door.

While going downstairs, they ran into Old Mrs. Song, Fang Xiaohui, and her daughter Nan Nan coming up.

Fang Xiaohui and the grandmother were happily chatting, both smiling brightly, which stung Jiang Xiaoxiao's heart.

At one time, she was also close with the grandmother; suddenly, everything changed.

If one didn't feel a bit bitter or melancholic, it wouldn't be normal.

"Grandma!"

Upon seeing them, Old Mrs. Song quickly put away her smile, her expression cooling.

"Are you moving today?"

Song Moting nodded, "We're moving out today."

Tang Yuan reached out, "Great-grandma, hold me!"

The child had gotten used to being particularly affectionate with great-grandmother each time they met.

Seeing another child in great-grandmother's arms stirred the little one's competitiveness.

He struggled in Jiang Xiaoxiao's arms, trying to throw himself into Old Mrs. Song's arms.

Old Mrs. Song snorted coldly and turned to carry Nan Nan upstairs.

"Xiao Hui, hurry upstairs, don't let our Nan Nan get hurt. Listen, the house is all cleaned up, actually, the furniture and appliances are quite good. Have a look. If there's anything not suitable, let me know, I'll sort it out for you.

You three can move in here living with grandma nearby, makes me feel at ease."

Fang Xiaohui glanced at the forlorn Jiang Xiaoxiao with satisfaction, smiling as she chased after them.

"Grandma, no need to bother, we don't have any specific requirements. We're just worried moving in may trouble you."

"What trouble? Nan Nan is already grown. There's help at home with the nanny, so I'm of no use to you in terms of help. Right! I plan to talk to Mr. Feng about Mohuan's job, and transfer him to He Ren.

He isn't an intern doctor anymore, and staying in that hospital isn't leading to improvement.

Constantly being sidelined, his skills aren't improving, which isn't good; He Ren has talent and many doctors. There's a chance to learn and grow there. And for you, I'll also talk to Mr. Feng about transferring both of you so that you can work together and it's convenient for commuting."

"Thank you, Grandma."

Their voices gradually faded.

Jiang Xiaoxiao silently carried the child down the stairs.

Baozi was waiting downstairs; eager to help with the move.

After a while, Song Moting spoke up.

"Don't be upset. Grandma might be mad about something recently, so she's using Fang Xiaohui to annoy us. It'll be better once she's calmed down."

"I know!"

Jiang Xiaoxiao carried the child into the car.