"Brother, we have so many relatives."
Daomang's little mouth opened slightly, unable to help but exclaim.
In Xiliang, at the Prince Residence, there was only their family of five plus Gu Jian, a far cry from the splendid number of descendants in the three branches of the Yan Family.
It was not advisable to block the doorway, so after Xiao Yeyang had paid his respects, Yan Zhigao beckoned everyone to return to their rooms.
Once back in the old madam's courtyard, the cordial greetings commenced anew.
After the adults had exchanged pleasantries, Daohua, smiling, took charge of introducing the three little ones to everyone.
"Great Ancestor."
"Maternal Grandfather, Maternal Grandmother."
"Third Maternal Grandfather, Third Maternal Grandmother."
"Second Uncle, Second Aunt; Third Uncle, Third Aunt..."
After a round of formalities, the brains of the three little ones were nearly spinning.
