"Grandpa." Xu Nianji saw the house was pitch black, so he called out loudly. As he walked closer, he realized Xu Zhong was sitting in the rocking chair out in the yard.
"Nianji, what are you doing here?"
Xu Zhong heard his grandson's voice and thought he must've misheard. He hurried to his feet, opened the gate, and discovered not only Xu Nianji was there—Xu Nian'an and Pei Yicheng had come too.
"Come in, quick."
Xu Zhong anxiously invited them in and, embarrassed, said, "When it's just me, I think it's a waste of electricity, so I didn't turn on any lights."
Xu Zhong went inside in a hurry, switched on the lights, and wanted to make tea, only to remember he hadn't boiled water.
"Grandpa, don't worry about the tea. We just came from home, we're not thirsty." Xu Nianji sat straight down in a chair. In that big house, only Xu Zhong was left. It felt so empty.
"Grandpa, why didn't you go to Nianhua's wedding?" Xu Nian'an cut right to the point.
