Tai Jizu and Tai Jizong helped set up the tables and chairs, and the old man asked He Shan and others to sit down and eat.
Yang Lihua was busy serving porridge when the door of the west room creaked and Zhuzhu came out rubbing her eyes.
"Mom, are you guys hiding from Zhuzhu and eating delicious food?" The white and tender milk ball's soft and sticky complaint made everyone laugh.
The old man was afraid that his granddaughter would catch a cold, so he quickly pulled off his clothes to wrap her up and held her in his arms.
"Zhuzhu, look, there are so many uncles and aunts at home, and they haven't eaten yet. That's why your mother and aunt are making porridge and pancakes. Do you want to join us for some?"
The little girl nodded quickly, and finally let her mother wipe her little hands obediently, and then she picked up a golden steamed bun that was bigger than her face and started to eat it.
While eating, she didn't forget to look at everyone, blinking her big eyes, which was very cute.
The youngest among He Shan and his companions was already thirty years old, having spent years in the military camp without wives or children. Some were even orphans without parents.
At this moment, I suddenly saw a white, fat and cute little kid, and my heart softened unconsciously.
Naituanzi looked at them, and they also looked at Naituanzi, and they liked them no matter how they looked at each other.
He Shan rarely spoke much, so he asked, "Grandpa, is this our little lady?"
The old man nodded and replied, "This is my eldest daughter, and the only girl in the family. You are all her uncles in terms of seniority, so there is no need to call her Miss. Our family is not a wealthy family. From now on, this girl will call you uncles, and you can just call her Zhuzhu."
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