"Hey, hey, hey..."
Before Ye Zi'an could speak, Lele exclaimed, "Old Master, don't flatter me so much. Who said I'm not afraid of ghosts and spirits? I'm most afraid of them, okay? After going there, I'll lose sleep. Old Master, it's enough for you to pay respects, as for us unrelated people, let's forget it."
"Plus, people say the first generation is close, the second generation distant, and by the third generation, the ties are thin. We're already at the fourth generation, except for me, if any of my other siblings walked down the street, you wouldn't even recognize them. What's the point of saying this?"
Old Master Luo opened his mouth, unable to speak for a while.
Ye Zi'an also found his son's words quite amusing and wondered where he heard them.
