The little bun asked the question that Lu Changchuan also wanted to ask.

Mr. Luo hesitated for a second.

Judging from the attitude of the Lu family's young master Jiu, he should be unaware of the eldest lady's affairs?

Since the eldest lady didn't say anything, she must have her reasons.

There is no reason for him to say anything more to an old man whose body is buried in the earth.

His mind was full of thoughts about what he should say, and when Grandpa Luo came to his senses, he realized that the little kid had called him grandpa.

"What did you call me?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then looked at the little guy who was nestling obediently in Madam Lu's arms. After a moment of surprise, his eyes became moist again.

"Grandfather..."

The little bun called out again.

Mr. Luo nodded and wiped his eyes with his hand, "Hey, hey..."

"Alas, as this person gets older, his eye sockets are getting shallower and shallower."

When he looked up again, Mr. Luo felt a little embarrassed. "Before I came here, I thought that I must stay calm and be a kind old man, so as not to scare my good grandson. But look at this, hey..."

Sighing, Mr. Luo was about to cry again.

Ever since his daughter and son-in-law got into trouble, his health has been getting worse and worse.

He almost died the year before last. Fortunately, his filial sons found a hundred-year-old lotus seed, which helped him cross the Naihe Bridge and save his life.

In the past few years, whenever he felt unwell, he held on to his last breath, thinking, his daughter Tongtong has not been found yet, how can he die?

Unexpectedly, this day would come.

Even if he died at this moment, he would have no regrets.

"Who isn't?"

The four old people sat opposite each other and talked about the little buns, their faces were full of smiles and their eyes were full of tears.

On the side, Lu Changchuan listened, sighed, and his eyes kept turning to Old Man Luo.

His intuition told him that the old man knew Wanwan, maybe even before him.

But he didn't say anything, probably because Wanwan's other identity was so important that he shouldn't say it, right? His Wanwan...

It seemed that whenever Lu Changchuan thought of the word Wanwan, he felt as if steel had been tempered into something as soft as silk.

When he thought that she wouldn't be back for more than twenty days, he couldn't help but sigh.

When the old housekeeper came over and said that dinner was ready, Lu Changchuan hurriedly stood up and supported Mrs. Luo.

The little boy's hand was pinched, and he raised his head, meeting Madam Lu's gentle and loving eyes.

The little guy seemed to understand something and walked to Grandpa Luo's side, "Grandpa, I'll support you."

"Hey, hey, good boy..."

If it were in Lucheng's house, no matter who it was, Grandpa Luo would definitely say "I'm not so old that I can't walk", but this is Tongtong's son, his little grandson.

Mr. Luo smiled, wiped his eyes, and a group of people went to the restaurant.

Lu Changchuan's original intention was to send someone to say hello to the two elders of the Luo family, and when Wanwan came back, when the Lu family opened the ancestral hall to recognize their ancestors and introduce the little bun to everyone in the Lu family, the Luo family could also participate.

Unexpectedly, the two elders of the Luo family came in such a hurry.

"We stayed here..."

Old Master Luo said carelessly: "Whether you want to change the name or hold a banquet, we can do whatever we want. When Xiaowan comes back, it will be almost Qingming Festival. By then, we will take Ah Cheng back to Lucheng to stay for two days and let the people of the Luo family know that our young master has been found."

After finishing the meal, as the group was walking back, Lu Changchuan held onto Grandpa Luo and asked, "Grandpa, when did you first meet Wanwan?"

(End of this chapter)