Bai Xiaosheng's two handcrafted purple clay teapots unveiled, instantly making him "famous" and the center of attention.
The plump old lady, the thin old lady, and the scrawny old man didn't hold back; they pulled Bai Xiaosheng directly into a seat and surrounded him.
The three elders beamed at Bai Xiaosheng, their smiles overflowing. If not for their glowing eyes giving off an eerie vibe, they might have appeared truly kind-hearted.
The scrawny old man was the first to bring it up—he wanted to introduce his granddaughter to Bai Xiaosheng.
The plump old lady, however, quickly seized control of the conversation, firmly taking the reins while shooting down the scrawny old man's claims. "Kid, don't listen to him! His granddaughters? Either already married or still in diapers! The ones I've met who are of age look just like him—skinny as a rail. How can they compare to my granddaughter!"
As she spoke, the plump old lady smiled warmly and held Bai Xiaosheng's hand.
