"What's wrong? Still drunk? Why are you blocking me? What were you doing in there?" Ye Jiman rattled off a series of questions.
"Damn, Mr. Ye, what are you pretending for? You don't know what's going on inside?" The man didn't see the little figure behind Ye Jiman, so naturally, he was unaware of his friend's attitude.
Indeed, how could Ye Jiman not know what was going to happen inside?
But today is different from usual, so I can't exactly take my nephew-grandson in to see those things, can I?
Ye Jiman glanced at the person quickly. At this moment, the little guy finally poked his head out from behind Ye Jiman and grinned at the person at the door.
"Hehe, hello uncle."
Um?
The person, still not fully sober, suddenly widened their eyes in shock, and instinctively pointed at the tiny figure that they thought had appeared out of their mind:
"You, you, you..."
Holy crap, how come there's a doll?
Damn it, am I so drunk that I'm hallucinating?
However, Ye Jiman slapped down the man's outstretched hand, and then said to his great-nephew:
"Don't call me uncle, call me Grandpa Pei."
Ha, we're all from the same generation, how could I let you be my uncle?
The little guy was quite surprised again. He was clearly very young. Looking closely, he didn't have a single gray hair. Would it be inappropriate to call him grandpa?
In the little boy's mind, what his mother had taught him was: it's right to call young people "brother" or "sister," and if they seem a bit older, call them "uncle" or "aunt." If they have gray hair, then call them "grandpa" or "grandma."
Pei...Grandpa?
Hiss~
The person at the door immediately feigned a toothache, glanced at the little boy and then at Ye Jiman, composed himself, and spoke again:
"Old Ye, who is this child?" he asked.
This is truly the first time ever. I've seen Ye Jiman bring all sorts of female companions, but I've never seen him bring a little child.
However, Master Pei wasn't stupid; he knew that the child's identity was extraordinary, given that Old Ye had brought him personally.
Otherwise, how could they command Master Ye?
"My nephew's grandson."
No wonder, he's a child from the Ye family.
etc....
"Old Ye, have any of your nephews or nieces gotten married yet? We haven't heard anything about it."
To be honest, none of the people Ye Jiman associates with are ordinary; they are almost all from prominent families in the capital.
Well... almost all of them are like Ye Lao Er, not the ones in charge at home.
Therefore, if the Ye family were to hold any banquet, everyone would be there.
Not to mention major events like the marriages and births of the Ye family's young masters and ladies.
"Heh, why should I tell you? Hurry up and get out of the way, what's wrong, you're not letting me in?"
Then Master Pei stepped aside:
"Go in, go in, go in."
Ye Jiman lifted his foot and walked inside, and the little man behind him naturally followed immediately.
I've been curious for a long time, what could possibly be inside?
That's why Grandpa Ye and Grandpa Pei have been talking nonsense outside for so long.
The little legs were taking big strides, but just as they were about to see what was inside, they were stopped.
"Grandpa Pei?"
Master Pei felt a bit awkward and embarrassed. How did he suddenly become so old? He was clearly still very young. When he went out, people would at most think he was in his thirties. Even if his actual age was 43, Master Pei was not even 43 yet.
Actually, don't you think about it? There's a full forty-year age difference between forty-three and three years old. You know, twelve years is a cycle. If the Qing Dynasty hadn't fallen, the little guy would be calling you "ancestor" by now.
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