Luo Shuyang smiled and said, "Then thank you, Grandpa Duan."
The meal continued.
but…
The men of the Duan family looked at Duan Jiancheng with some confusion.
In the eyes of their son and grandson, Duan Jiancheng had never lost his composure like this before.
Grandma was making chicken soup for Liang Mo's sister-in-law at home today, so she didn't come with us. Therefore, everyone is confused about what's wrong with Grandpa.
After we finished eating and chatted about everyday things, it was almost 10 p.m.
Luo Shuyang warmly invited them to stay, but Duan Jiancheng declined.
So, Luo Kunjing and Luo Shuyang were responsible for seeing the Duan family members out.
As I walked to the pavilion in the back garden, a burst of laughter came from there.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zhang Shufen walking two small dogs in the garden, chatting and laughing with the nannies.
Luo Kunjing said with a smile, "That's just how my mom is, a bit lively. Please don't mind, everyone—"
Duan Sheng: "It's true what they say, 'Having an elder in the family is like having a treasure,' hahaha..."
Duan Jiancheng withdrew his gaze and, while following them out, asked casually, "What's this old lady's surname?"
Luo Kunjing didn't know why he asked that, but he still answered, "My mother's surname is Zhang, and her given name is Shufen."
The moment he received the answer, Duan Jiancheng felt a tinnitus in his ears for a brief moment, but only for a moment.
Because, after all these decades, they are all half-buried in the ground.
They all have many children and grandchildren now.
That's settled then.
fine.
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