Early the next morning, after dressing Qianqian neatly, An Ning went downstairs to the dining room.
The people in the dining room all had joyful expressions, as if there was some happy event happening in the family.
An Ning was stunned and secretly observed. "Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, Mom, good morning!"
The several elders nodded in unison as if rehearsed, and even nodded twice, saying in chorus, "Good, very good!"
Even the chubby-cheeked Yu Ziqian scratched his little head in confusion and asked, "Great-grandpa, great-grandma, grandpa, grandma, are you going to act in a movie?"
A few of the elders chuckled awkwardly.
"Yes, we are indeed going to act," Yu Feng pulled his grandson over to sit beside him.
Wen Rufeng also pulled her daughter-in-law over, "Ningning, sit here!"
An Ning didn't sit down and hurried to serve porridge to the elders, although these tasks were meant for the maids, she, as a junior, should do them.
The elders waited eagerly as well.
