Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

If she was asked to send her two children to a home with such a mother, she was afraid that she would come to the door with a knife and stamp them down.

But after all, they were Xing'er's parents, her biological children, so she really couldn't do anything to them.

"Patriarch, please ask Xing'er and his father to come over. As for the rest of their family, there is no need to come over. I don't want to see them," she said.

"well."

The old patriarch responded repeatedly.

He came here mainly to get some air. An Jiuyue always had to make the decision on other matters.

To put it bluntly, how could an outsider take away two sons who were raised by such a big family and take them away directly if they just said they were their offspring?

Is there any justice? Even if An Jiuyue directly denies it and says that the child is not theirs, what can they do? Can they still rob it by force?

"I'll go back right away and let Dad...otherwise, let him come over tomorrow, right?"

"Can."

An Jiuyue nodded and came over tomorrow. She had plenty of time.

…

On this side, the old patriarch made an agreement with An Jiuyue to bring Daya's father over tomorrow. On the other hand, Daya's father walked around the village, but no one had seen Daya.

He immediately thought that the child was probably still on the mountain.

That woman in the family can even throw away her son whenever she wants, let alone Da Ya, a girl she has never had a crush on.

Thinking of the child alone on the mountain, he became even more anxious, and hurriedly walked towards the mountain. However, before he reached the mountain, he saw the old patriarch bringing his son down from the mountain. In the hands of the patriarch's son, there was Holding his daughter.

"Clan leader, what are you..."

He looked his daughter up and down with his eyes, and then his heart dropped.

Fortunately, nothing happened to my daughter. What a blessing among misfortunes. There have been enough things going on at home recently, and we can’t let anything happen to our children again.

"snort!"

The old patriarch snorted coldly at Dad Ya.

"You really have a good wife. You can be cruel enough to leave such a young child alone in the mountains to pick wild berries for your brother to eat. Is it because she, the mother-in-law, has no hands?

How old is this child? Can he stay alone in the mountains without fear of being dragged and eaten by wild beasts? "

"Yes, yes, it's Da Ya's mother's fault. I will definitely teach her a lesson when I get back." Da Ya's father responded repeatedly and stepped forward to take the child from the arms of the patriarch's son.

That woman is really crazy and can do anything. For such a young child, how did she think of letting Daya pick wild berries on the mountain alone?

Can eating wild berries make you an immortal? So much so that she lost her head just for a few wild berries.

"Da Ya, are you okay? You scared dad to death."

He was looking for children in the village just now, and the more he looked for them, the more frightened he became. He really didn't expect that this woman had such a vicious heart.

"Dad, I'm fine. Fortunately, I met the patriarch and uncle."

Da Ya was nestled in her own father's arms, speaking in a crisp voice, but thinking that her mother had asked her to pick wild berries, she had thrown away the basket. Her mother wouldn't beat her to death when she got home, right?

"Dad, I picked wild berries, but the mountains were too big and I got lost, so... I lost both the wild berries and the bamboo basket."

"It's okay, it's just a bamboo basket. Dad will make a few more for you later." Of course, Dad Ya wouldn't care about a bamboo basket, as long as the child is fine.