Zhu Yunying couldn't help but laugh. "The Popular Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is actually the same as "Romance of the Three Kingdoms." It existed long ago, but it has been constantly revised and improved. In fact, the story of the Three Kingdoms was already known to everyone, young and old, during the Tang Dynasty.
Luo Guanzhong further absorbed folk tales, vernacular stories, and opera tales to write "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".
Old Zhu stopped bringing up these things and said, "If you cause us less worry, we can live longer. You and your father never give us a break. Even if we die, it'll be because of you two, the father and son, who made us angry and worked us to death."
Little Zhu immediately ran up to Old Zhu and deliberately pressed his face against Old Zhu's, saying, "Great-grandfather, our father always makes you angry, but we're not like that. We're the most filial."
Old Zhu pressed his old face against Little Zhu's and said with a smile, "You two are just like your father, always sticking your faces against ours. I don't know where you learned that from."
Zhu Yunying, who was shifting the blame, said matter-of-factly, "It must be our father. I guess Grandfather wasn't around at the time, so Grandmother taught him."
Old Zhu was in a good mood and too lazy to argue with Xu Miaoqing. Actually, there was nothing to argue about. As long as Xu Miaoqing took good care of Little Zhu and Little Little Zhu, Old Zhu felt that Xu Miaoqing was a qualified granddaughter-in-law.
Moreover, Little Zhu insisted on coming, and Old Zhu felt that this was filial piety; Little Zhu always remembered his great-grandfather whenever something good happened. Furthermore, Old Zhu also felt that Little Zhu had inherited the Zhu family tradition of valuing blood ties, and that he had brought his younger brother along.
It would be hard for Old Zhu not to like such a precious great-grandson, and he had to spoil him even more.
Zhu Yunying sat down casually, clapped her hands, and said, "Come here, let me give you a hug."
Zhu Wenkun plopped down on the floor, opened his arms, and looked longingly at Little Zhu, "Royal brother, royal brother."
This child is so inconsiderate!
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