Xinyan returned to her room, locked the door, and went straight into the space.
She originally planned to prepare the gifts for today last night, but ended up being exhausted from the nightâs exertions and fell asleep.
Thinking that the senior brothers would also come over today, Xinyan prepared a bit more.
Not only did she bring her homemade skin cream and skincare water, but she also took quite a bit of ginseng honey and tea leaves, and finally some fruits produced by the space, all seasonal, of course.
Remembering that the wife of the senior brother loved shrimp, she caught some in the space. With everything ready, she exited the space.
When Xinyan reached the front yard, Han Chaojun was already sitting on He Jinxuanâs shoulders waiting.
Gu Wanqing handed over a small bag: "This contains all his stuff, I specially packed a set of clothes in it, just in case you need them, you can take them from the bag."
Lilâ Han Chaojun, sitting on brother-in-lawâs shoulders, waved to his mom: "Junjun, no, pee."
Gu Wanqing was about to say something when she heard the little guy blurt out, "Pants."
After saying it, he shyly lowered his head.
This made everyone chuckle but out of respect for the little guyâs dignity, they suppressed their laughter.
Gu Wanqing handed the bag to Xinyan and gave her a little push: "Alright, off you go."
Watching them leave the courtyard, Gu Wanqing couldnât hold back any longer and burst out laughing.
Han Jingchen supported her and said, "Alright, our sonâs little ears are sharp; if he hears you laughing at him behind his back, be careful he wonât talk to you."
Gu Wanqing didnât care and straightened up after laughing enough: "You say, how can such a little person have such a good memory. The peeing-pants incident was so long ago and he still remembers it."
Han Jingchen looked at his still chuckling wife indulgently: "Come on, your son may be small, but he also has dignity. That day, you all laughed at him in front of people, and you have the nerve to mention it."
Gu Wanqing playfully teased: "Whose side are you on?"
Han Jingchen raised his hand to ruffle her hair, but Gu Wanqing knocked his hand away: "Stop messing with my hair; I just fixed it."
Seeing his wife act like this, Han Jingchen softened with amusement: "Of course Iâm on your side. Laugh if you want; our son has gone far, so he canât hear."
Gu Wanqing did a 180-degree twist on his arm: "Clearly trying to fool me."
Han Jingchen winced a bit from the pain and took a sharp breath: "What are you saying? If you want, you can keep laughing when our son gets back, or Iâll laugh with you."
Gu Wanqing was amused by this and laughed again.
Mr. Gu and Old Madam Gu overheard the childish conversation and exchanged glances before shaking their heads and walking back inside.
No matter how serious their daughter appeared outside, sheâll always act like a child in front of her husband, and the problem is, her husband spoils her unconditionally. They didnât know what to say about them.
Luckily, their clever little grandson, who even at such a young age was sharp, would surely keep things lively by matching wits with them in the coming years. Watch and see, itâll be lively in the future.
He Jinxuan parked the car and was talking while carrying his little brother-in-law. He turned his head and gave Xinyan a look.
Xinyan went to the back of the car, made sure no one was watching, opened the trunk, and put the prepared items in.
Then she walked to the front to take the little guy from He Jinxuan: "You go carry the stuff."
The little guy, being considerate of his sister, said: "I, walk."
Xinyan smiled and put him down on the ground, reached out to hold his hand, and walked forward: "Remember to be polite when we get to Grandpa Duâs house, got it?"
The little guy nodded solemnly: "Got it."
He Jinxuan, carrying the things, caught up with them, and Xinyan saw him struggling, and reached out to help him, but He Jinxuan dodged: "Itâs just a few steps, just take care of Junjun."
As soon as they entered the yard, fourth senior brother Qian Wanning came out and teased Xinyan: "Master and Mrs. Master have been talking about you, Iâm almost getting jealous."
He greeted He Jinxuan with a smile, took some of the things from him, and looked at Han Chaojun, deliberately asking: "Whose little kid are you?"
Little Han Chaojun met Qian Wanningâs gaze and replied in a childish voice: "Sisterâs."
Just as a group of people came out of the house and heard the little guyâs words, they all burst into laughter.