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Three Heroes of Xiao Clan, Strange Life

Suifeng Amethyst City

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The magnolia flowers bloomed again in the old alleys of Nancheng. Xiao Xingchen, the eldest son of Xiao, clutched the appointment letter of the overseas branch and looked at the sleeping faces of his wife and children. He was caught in a dilemma - on one side, the life and death of Hongyuan Machinery Factory, and on the other side, the growth companionship of his three young children. "Brother, don't worry, go ahead, I'll be there in the country!" Xiao Zixuan, a shy technical geek, patted his chest and shouldered the burden of research and development of smart devices, but he didn't know that what awaited him ahead was the multiple crises of technology leaks and poaching by his peers. Su Wanqing put away her reluctance and sewed her worries into her husband's luggage. While raising her three children, she helped her best friend Wen Zhixia revitalize the flower shop that was on the verge of bankruptcy, and spent the long night with Shen Ruoxi, who was anxious about her second child. Three women with very different personalities, there is no fierce rivalry, only the gentle confidence of hugging each other for warmth. Xiaoyu transforms into the "little pillar of the family" and protects his twin siblings from getting into trouble; Nian'an clutches the kite string and goes from timidly hiding behind her mother to daring to make friends proactively; naughty Xiaole and cute Nianxi turn their daily lives into a source of joy. From technical bottlenecks to global industry awards, from old alleys and small courtyards to overseas markets, one of the Xiao brothers works hard at home, and the other expands the territory. Among the three female protagonists, one is gentle in running the house, one is energetic in starting a business, and the other is calm in raising children. Someone asked, what is the meaning of struggle? The Xiao family spent ten years answering: it was cheering side by side when their careers were counterattacking, it was a warm light when returning home late at night, and it was the words "Mom, Dad, we are home" shouted by the children sitting around the table.