A few people sat in the living room, and the little girl served tea and snacks. Each held a cup of tea and began to talk.
"Master, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Aren't you going back to the mansion to celebrate?" Wufu looked at Old Mr. Meng and asked.
"Little Master Aunt, I came today to take Grandpa back to the mansion for the festival, and it happens you're here." Meng Sihao said with a smile.
Old Mr. Meng snorted from his nose and said, "Every year the Mid-Autumn Festival is the same, doesn't matter where you are."
"On a day of reunion, it's only lively when everyone is together!" Wufu disagreed.
"Then you should come to the mansion for the festival too, and join in the fun!" Old Mr. Meng seized the opportunity.
"That's right!" Meng Sihao also laughed and said, "The sisters at home have put up many beautiful lanterns. If Little Master Aunt comes, they will surely be delighted."
