Wang Zhenguo is an elder, even though he is eager to see the children, he waits at home for their arrival.
Miao Fengqin, while setting out melon seeds, candies, and fried treats on the table, said: "What kind of virtue is this, in this day and age, we're still sticking to the old ways of respecting the elders properly. You don't even know how good-looking those kids are. Just at a glance, you can tell they are born of Lu Jiang and Xiaoxue, that cleverness and freshness - I can't even find words to describe."
Wang Zhenguo, impatient to see them, was just about to step out when he heard Xibao calling at the door.
This sound, to him, was no less than celestial music.
"Here they come, here they come!" Miao Fengqin rubbed her hands on her apron and went to open the door, smiling instantly upon seeing the five kids, "Your grand uncle is waiting for you at home, come in quickly."
The five kids cheerfully greeted her as "Aunt Grandma."
