After several rounds of drinks, everyone at the table had a touch of red on their faces. Even Song Ci, after two cups of fruit wine, had a rosy glow, looking quite healthy.
With the drink in hand, Old Master Song, sitting beside her, began to talk more. He glanced around as if noticing something, and suddenly slapped the table, startling everyone, causing chopsticks and wine cups to pause.
Song Ci's temples throbbed. What's this old man up to now?
Old Master Song hiccuped and said, "I just thought something was off with the seating arrangement. Where's old Fourth and his family? They might live in Prince Dingbei's Mansion, but they are still part of the Song Family. It's the child's full-month celebration; shouldn't they have been informed?"
Song Ci rolled her eyes.
How long has this feast been going on before he thought to ask about his other son? Is he thoughtful or just careless?
