Before the gathering began, the little one was brought out to meet Old Master Song and the others.
Old Master Song turned his head to look at the swaddled infant. The chubby little grandson was awake, looking quite alert, which filled his heart with a bit of joy. He said, "This child is well-raised."
Song Ci proudly held her head high.
Just take a look at who raised him.
Song Zhicheng, wanting to please her, said, "Of course, Father, Little Six is raised in Chunhui Hall. Mother has been quite attentive and raised the child so well. Truly, the old saying that 'an old person in the house is a treasure' is indeed wise. The ancients did not deceive us."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Song curled his mouth: "No wonder, I just noticed that this lively demeanor looks quite familiar." Just like the old woman.
Song Ci let out a cold laugh, her hands itching, wanting to crush the peony.
