"Congratulations, brother!" Song Meifeng looked at Mr. Song and said, "In a few more months, you'll be a great-grandfather!"
"Yes, yes, hahaha!" Mr. Song said with a beaming smile. "Truly, it's the ancestors' blessing, this child Song Yun, I always knew he was capable. See, it's only been a short while, and he's already given me a great-grandson. Song Yun, you better keep working hard, get Qingluan to give you a big, chubby boy too, so that when I die, I can rest in peace!"
"Listen to you, I'm going to have lots and lots of kids in the future! You'll have plenty to cradle!" Song Yun laughed.
"Haha, I'll be waiting, I'm waiting! Oh, right, Song Yun, since Shishi is already carrying on the Song family lineage, I'll arrange the family tree matters as soon as possible. Old Wang, make a note of it!" Mr. Song instructed.
The elder Wang, who followed Mr. Song like a shadow, nodded and said, "I've noted it."
"Lai Fu!" Mr. Song called out gently.
