"There's quite a bunch, my several brothers, and also the granddaughters of the elders in the family," Yu Siqiao lifted her up, "I heard having children make a fuss is supposed to be good, the custom is such, and we listened to the elders."
Mo Shu nestled in his arms, and as soon as they stepped outside, they saw the whole gang.
Qin Fusi and Li Shaobai were laughing particularly sleazily, apparently plotting some nasty trick, while Cheng Du stood out far taller and more majestic. Among this bunch of unserious people, he was the only serious one.
And Su Yuan with Yi Lu, both were looking down at their phones. When they saw Yu Siqiao carrying Mo Shu out, their gazes were particularly meaningful.
"Uncle!" A child's tender voice called out, with the distinct sweetness of a five or six-year-old girl, "Is the fairy bride asleep?"
This is Yu Siqiao's relative's granddaughter, named Yu Yeman, according to seniority, she should call Yu Siqiao 'Uncle' and Yu Jinggang 'Great-Uncle.'
