At dusk, Luo Xudong returned home and saw Mrs. Qin watching the children in the bedroom. Gao Ma was tidying up, preparing to leave for home, and asked, "Mom, where's Sitiang?"
"She's in the west room, busy with something. You're back quite early today." Mrs. Qin replied.
Mrs. Qin didn't know exactly what Beisitian and Luo Xudong were up to, but their return home was generally predictable.
Whenever Beisitian locked herself in the west room, it meant she was studying the Xuan Talisman. Luo Xudong understood this and did not disturb her, sitting by the bed watching the three little ones.
From the moment he entered, the three little ones lifted their tiny heads to look at him. The youngest, Luo Yiqian, still had a wobbly head. Being the smallest at birth, just three pounds, her development was slightly later than her siblings.
Seeing their three pairs of large, black, grape-like eyes, Luo Xudong's stern face softened considerably, and an involuntary smile curved his lips.
