Chapter 742: Chapter 742

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This included the overly serious and earnest eldest child, Zhao Menglong.

Aunt Gu cleared her throat and addressed the older child first, "You’re leaving in a bit, aren’t you?"

"Yes," Zhao Menglong said, his face always serious. "I’ve booked my flight ticket, so Uncle and Aunt don’t have to worry about me. I’ve traveled alone before and have been an international exchange student. I’ve lived alone in other places without any issues. At the airport there, my father will have someone familiar pick me up, a known uncle."

Gu Nuan gave him a smile and said, "Then, if you have anything to say to your little brother, go ahead and say it. Speak nicely; you don’t need to tell him to listen to us or anything. We all know he’s a good, well-behaved kid."

The expression in the eyes of the Zhao brothers changed subtly when she said this.

If not telling the little brother to behave well, what should he say?

Zhao Menglong looked at Gu Nuan, then turned back to look at his younger brother beside him.

Zhao Mengqing looked up at his brother, his little eyes almost brimming with something.

This undoubtedly touched the older brother’s heart instantly. Zhao Menglong felt an inexplicable twinge in his nose, then he squatted down, placing his hands on his little brother’s shoulders.

It was apparent that normally, the older brother wasn’t too harsh on his younger brother.

Those earlier actions were all just a facade.

"It’s okay, your uncle and aunt are very nice, and dad and sister have talked to Qingqing about it, right?"

Zhao Mengqing nodded, his little nose red.

He was actually scared. Everyone said mom had left, and they didn’t know where she had gone. Now, dad, sister, and brother were all leaving too, leaving him alone. Apart from going to kindergarten, he had always been with family and had never experienced this before.

This age was the most sensitive, and it could easily hurt his sense of security.

If it weren’t because he had already made a promise with dad and sister, he would want to cry out loud right now.

Perhaps feeling the tremble in the little shoulders, Zhao Menglong suddenly hugged Little Pudding tight, then letting go, he said with a decisive tone, "Real men don’t cry, you know? Tell me, are you a real man?"

Zhao Mengqing’s little mouth was clenched tight, his cheeks puffed tightly, almost like a small red potato, and then he nodded his little head hard: "Brother, you go. Brother, you go help dad."

"Mm!" As if he were promising Little Pudding, giving him the best assurance he could, Zhao Menglong turned around, picked up his luggage beside him, and walked towards the departure gate without looking back.

Little Pudding rubbed his eyes, blurred as if he could not see his brother’s figure anymore, then lowered his little head.

He hadn’t seen his uncle much, because their family and the uncle had never lived together.

Gu Nuan saw that Da Bai had already gone to pick up a magazine and pose with it.

There was no help for it, the separation scene of the Zhao brothers had been too touching, and Da Bai needed to pose for a bit.

It’s said that a little friend really is a little pal. Gu Nuan sighed in her heart, walked up to Little Pudding, bent down, and said, "My ears aren’t so good, I can’t hear people very well. So, are you still afraid of me?"

Zhao Mengqing looked up at her, a bit surprised and taken aback by her words: "You can’t hear?"

"Yes, my ears are bad. I can only watch your lips move to guess what you’re saying, so, when you talk to me in the future, you can’t keep your head down, okay?"

The Da Bai who was posing with the newspaper immediately twitched twice, peered over from behind the newspaper, and saw Little Pudding’s face facing his wife, no longer as downcast as before.