At five in the afternoon, the old Rong Family house was already quite lively.
The main house living room.
Old Master Rong sat in the grand chair, and ever since Rong Zidu showed up, he was cuddling him affectionately.
In fact, the Rong Family has added quite a few grandchildren over these years, but there's nothing to be done; Rong Zidu is the most spoiled one.
Right now, the other kids are sitting nearby, gazing at their grandfather or granduncle with eager eyes...
Duan Fei glanced over, got up, and walked over, "Dudu, would you like Mommy to take you to wash your hands?"
Just now, Old Master Rong had peeled a few lychees for him, and now his little hands were sticky and a bit dirty.
Rong Zidu obediently stretched out his little hands, wanting his mom to carry him.
Unexpectedly, Old Master Rong picked him up, "Are your little hands dirty? Grandpa will take you to wash them!"
After saying this, he left.
