The mellow aroma of Tieguanyin wafts from the teahouse in the main building.
Wen Yun huddled in his rosewood armchair, watching his father lock his phone in a cabinet covered in Peppa Pig stickers. "Dad! I'm already 32!"
"You're thirty-two and still haven't found a partner. Your aunt's cockatiels are already hatching their third brood!" Second Grandpa's dragon-headed cane banged against the carpet.
Xiao Zhen suppressed a laugh as he refilled the purple clay teapot with water. "Our A-Yun is an Olympic athlete determined to win glory for our country. The girls chasing him could line up from Victoria Harbour to Victoria Peak..."
"Everyone in line is holding their love number tags, waiting for their number to be called, right?" Wen Yun leaned over the windowsill and peered into the nursery. Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "Oh, the baby is crying! I'll go make some formula!"
In the corridor, I ran into Osa who was carrying hangover soup, and the crying of twins came from the second floor.
"Third brother, help me!" Wen Yun stuffed the milk powder can into Osa's arms and ran faster than when he broke the Asian record that year.
The glass greenhouse in the east corner of the garden became a temporary refuge. Wen Yun had just retrieved his hidden stash of chocolate when a childish voice suddenly announced, "Uncle Yun is a princess who ran away from her marriage!"
Three-year-old niece Sheng Wei descended from the sky on a toy broom, followed by her own-year-old Sheng Yi, who was holding a water gun: "Here comes the dragon! Princess, get married to the prince!"
"The prince is here." A light laugh came from behind the rose rack.
Zhang Huiwen appeared holding a golden retriever, with a few strands of dog hair stuck to her professional suit. "Mr. Xiao asked me to deliver this." She shook her phone, and the family group was broadcasting a live GIF of Wen Yun being chased around the yard by the children.
As dusk deepened, Wen Yunshu carried a clay pot of hangover soup to each table. "Our Ah Yun wants to have two more bowls."
The old lady accurately caught her nephew who was trying to escape, "This soup contains lotus flowers from Yue Lao Temple—hey, don't spit it out! It's 300 yuan per gram!"
As fireworks exploded in the night sky, Xiao Zhenbei hurled his milk bottle into the champagne tower. As Wen Yun was sneaking a teether into his jacket pocket, he overheard Xiao Zhen tell Zhang Huiwen, "Next weekend, we'll take him to Malaysia Paradise Amusement Park to explore the maternity and baby facilities."
"Actually, there are mother and baby rooms on Lantau Island..." Wen Yun's protest was drowned out by the laughter in the courtyard.
Sheng Wei spread cream on his limited edition sneakers, while the golden retriever was happily tearing apart the game console he hid behind the flowerpot.
The sound of the tide in Deep Water Bay gently spread across the courtyard, and the moonlight cast a soft glow on the messy banquet scene.
Xiao Zhennan's phone was still playing health videos in a loop, but no one remembered whether to drink wolfberry or angelica - the most important thing at the moment was to help the little birthday boy take his first family photo in his life, even though everyone in the camera was covered in milk powder and cream.
The next day, Li Xinmin escorted Master Wen to Kuala Lumpur to begin a blind date with Yang Yunyun, a daughter of the Malaysian Yang family...
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