"Mom, is it someone's birthday today?" Rong Yi asked curiously.
"No, all these are gifts he brought for the elders."
"Isn't it too much?"
"After all, your brother hasn't been back for six years. Consider them... meeting gifts." Duan Fei actually wanted to say bride price!
She was afraid Rong Zidu might overthink.
After all, she's been subtly probing these days, and discovered that her son seems to no longer have the childhood feelings for Baby...
That's why she arranged with Song Niaoniao not to greet in advance, and to let the two kids meet tonight. If they can rekindle those feelings, great; if not, there's no need to force it.
...
The group entered the courtyard grandly.
Inside the living room, Xu Fenglai was already sitting, with his son Xu Chu'an beside him.
Duan Fei beamed and began introducing, "My son, Dudu, 21 years old, just returned to the country last night... Dudu, say hello."
Rong Zidu stepped forward, greeting politely, "Hello Uncle Xu, hello An'an."
