Han Fei couldn't do anything with this clever little devil. He took the phone and saw that the caller ID showed it was Old Master Tang. He pressed the answer button: "Hello, Old Tang."
"Old Han, I'm calling to ask about the invitation letter."
"I won't lie to you, I have some things I need to ask Tang Xin alone."
"Was he alone?"
"Yes."
"I suggest we invite Xiaoshan along; that kid has been inseparable from Tang Xin lately."
"I'm impressed that you're so trusting."
"After you gave me your advice last time, I did investigate Tang Xin, but I haven't found anything yet. Xiao Shan is a simple-minded kid, and I don't have any evidence to separate them, so I can only let him be."
"Okay, let's invite him."
"Hehe, since we're already inviting him, why don't we invite me too?"
"Tsk! Old Tang, I suspect the real purpose of your call is to come to my house."
"Who doesn't know that you, Lao Han, are the best cook in the world?"
"I dare not accept that."
"What's wrong with treating me to a meal? You've already eaten at my place several times."
"I always bring a monetary gift with me when I go to eat."
“Then I’ll bring a generous gift to eat with me.”
"To be honest, I never even considered cooking."
"Uh... well, why don't you change your mind?"
"You're shameless."
"It's normal to be a little thick-skinned when you get older, unlike young people who have thin and tender skin."
"Okay, come on then."
"Hehe, Xiaoshan and I are both here, and so is my little girl..."
"Okay, okay, your whole family can come, alright?"
"Old Han is a true friend!"
After hanging up the phone, Han Fei shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Old people get shrewd and thick-skinned!"
Little Qi touched her face and asked in a childish voice, "Grandpa, was Zhuge Liang old? Was his skin thick?"
Han Fei: "..."
"Grandpa, I also want a thatched cottage. It must be very comfortable to live in a thatched cottage. Otherwise, why would Zhuge Liang have to ask me to live in a thatched cottage three times?"
"Well……"
"Grandpa, I want a big bowl too, with a solid bottom so I can just eat the thin layer on top. It looks like it's going to be very appetizing!"
"Grandpa, why did he invent the horse nail? The little horse is so pitiful!"
"Well……"
Han Fei realized that dealing with the little girl was becoming increasingly difficult. As she grew older and her intelligence increased, so did the problems she posed.
He was considering whether to hire a tutor for his little girl.
...
Grandpa Tang was enthusiastically dressing up his little princess, and the little girl blinked her big eyes and stared at her great-grandfather.
"Oh my, my little girl is so cute! So well-behaved!"
The little girl didn't understand what her great-grandfather was saying, but she thought his expression was so exaggerated and funny, so she started to giggle.
That smile was so sweet that it melted Grandpa Tang's heart, and he hugged his beloved great-granddaughter and showered her with compliments.
"Grandpa, we'll be late if we don't leave now! Why are you still playing with the little girl?"
Tangshan opened the door and came in, only to find a pile of clothes on the bed, and the little girl was still wearing her pajamas.
"Grandpa, why haven't you changed Xiaonan's clothes yet?"
"Mind your own business! I'm having a private conversation with my little girl!"
"Grandpa, are you alright? We're going to be late."
Old Master Tang reluctantly handed the little girl to Tang Shan, saying, "Never mind, you can take her."
The way Old Master Tang left gave the impression of him fleeing in panic.
Tang Shan, holding his little girl, muttered, "Is my grandpa having trouble choosing clothes? Is he suffering from decision paralysis?"
Grandpa Tang, who had fled, stood in the courtyard and sighed, "My little girl looks good in everything she wears. How am I supposed to choose? How am I supposed to choose!"
On the other side, the Han family.
The sixth child held up a piece of clothing against his younger sister, then picked up a skirt and held it up against her, then picked up a pair of overalls and held it up against her…
Xiao Qi got tired of standing and slumped her shoulders, muttering, "Brother, have you made your choice yet?"
Xiao Liu looked conflicted: "Little sister, they're all beautiful, I can't choose the prettier one."
Xiaoqi giggled, "Then let's order sesame oil! Whichever one we touch is the one we get!"
Xiao Liu's eyes lit up: "Great!"
The two children pointed at the clothes and skirt.
Han Chengshan came in and urged, "Are you done yet? Hey, what are you doing?"
Xiao Qi looked up: "Third brother, we're counting the soldiers!"
Xiao Liu said with distress, "My sister looks beautiful in everything she wears, it's really hard to choose, so let's leave the choice to fate."
Han Chengshan: "..."
Han Chengshan, a rough and unrefined man, had always worn clothes that were as dirty as possible, and had never encountered such a problem before. This was quite an eye-opener for him.
Wang Ma knocked on the door: "Miss and young masters, the car is here."
"Grandpa Tang is here! Brother, hurry up!"
"Okay, little sister, this one is fine!"
Xiaoqi picked up a white dress embroidered with little red strawberries and said with a grin, "I'm going to change my clothes!" She then started to take off her clothes.
Han Chengshan shouted, "Wait, wait until I go out before you change!"
Xiao Liu was still standing there when Han Chengshan grabbed him by the back of his collar and started to leave: "What are you doing peeping at your sister changing clothes? Come with me now!"
Xiao Liu blinked: "My sister and I are inseparable, it's okay."
"What do you mean it's okay? Your little sister is almost seven years old! Boys and girls shouldn't sit together after seven. You need to be careful!"
"Can't I be close to my sister at seven years old?" Xiao Liu felt a pang of disappointment.
"It's not that you can't be close to your younger sister, but you need to be a little more discreet. For example, you should leave when your sister changes clothes, and you should avoid her when she takes a bath or goes to the toilet. You need to be more mindful of this!"
"Okay, okay, I know," Xiao Liu pouted.
...
Grandpa Tang held his great-granddaughter and chuckled, "Old Han, look at my little girl, she's gotten even prettier!"
Han Fei leaned closer to take a look and laughed, "Babies change every day. Her skin is even whiter than when I last saw her."
"Ya ya!" the little girl cried out in her childish voice.
"You've spoken?" Han Fei laughed.
Grandpa Tang said proudly, "My little girl can already babble. Although she can't call people yet, she should be able to soon. The first person she'll definitely call is me, her great-grandfather! Hahaha..."
Tang Shan glanced at him sideways, thinking to himself: "Great-grandfather is such a tongue twister! 'Dad' is the easiest word; he'll definitely be the first to call me 'Dad'!"
Tang Xin remained quiet, minimizing his presence.
He knew that the Tang and Han families had a deep relationship because Han Chengshan had saved Tang Shan, so he had to be extra careful to control his emotions and not show his hatred for the family.
Thinking of his past life, he clenched his fists uncontrollably.
In their previous lives, Han Chengda was punished, Han Rou drowned, Han Chengshan went mad and was admitted to a mental hospital, Han Chengsi also died, Han Chengwu was killed by Han Chengshan long ago, Han Chengliu was alive but could not cause any trouble because his sister died, he was like a walking corpse, and Han Qi died even more tragically.
He thought the Han family was not worth his attention, but things took a turn for the worse when the apocalypse arrived.
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