Zhu Cuilan also missed her family and kept talking about it.
Zhu Jiashun slapped his forehead and said, "Look at me, why are you talking about this here? Come on, let's go home first."
Zhu Cuilan smiled and said, "Don't worry, don't worry. By the way, you all know Dachuan. This is Dachuan's husband, Donghu. Donghu, you should call him uncle."
Yang Donghu smiled shyly and called him uncle.
After all, they are relatives. Even though they are far apart, they have heard everything they should have heard and know what happened.
The others were also busy being polite and said, "Great, they look so well-matched. Then let's stop talking here and go inside. There are people waiting inside."
After entering the house, he started to recognize people. Everyone in the room called them uncle and aunt. It was before the Chinese New Year and it was the first time they met. Although she was not Zhu Cuilan's biological daughter-in-law, close relatives also gave her gifts.
After one round, there are actually quite a few.
Zhu Cuilan and Zhao He chatted with the adults in the room.
When Zhao Hai passed away a few years ago, Zhu Cuilan saw that Zhao Luochuan was sad to spend the New Year alone, so she took him with her wherever she went. Therefore, Zhao Luochuan was not unfamiliar with this place, and he took Yang Donghu with him to start getting to know the younger generation.
Zhao Fangchu was sweet-talking and snuggled up to his grandmother and had a friendly chat with her. The old lady was not in good spirits and soon she fell asleep.
It is difficult for children to interrupt when adults are talking. After a few pleasantries, they are allowed to run around and play elsewhere. Otherwise, it would be boring to stay in the house and listen to people talking.
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