"You'd better stand."
Sitting like this, it's truly better to stand.
Shi Xiaolan immediately breathed a big sigh of relief upon hearing this, and quickly stood up, standing there respectfully, not daring to say a word more, not even a single word.
Xiao Changyi sat on the long bench opposite An Jing, while Qin Yi and Meng Lanqing had already placed the gifts on the table.
An Jing glanced at the gifts on the table, then smiled at Shi Xiaolan and asked, "Where are Yu Yu, Niuniu, and Zhuangzhuang? Why haven't I seen them come in? Just now in the courtyard, they were there, weren't they?"
Yu Yu and Niuniu are Shi Xiaolan and An Fu's daughters, one almost fifteen and the other almost twelve. And Zhuangzhuang is Shi Xiaolan and Wu Xiaoshan's son, almost ten years old.
Since giving birth to Zhuangzhuang, Shi Xiaolan hadn't conceived again.
As soon as Shi Xiaolan heard An Jing wanted to see her three children, she hurriedly shouted out for Yu Yu, Niuniu, and Zhuangzhuang to come in.
