"Dad, Mom! Why have you come? Please sit down, sit down."
Liu Zhiweng hurriedly got up and invited his parents to sit.
Liu Zhiguo also quickly got up, a smile plastered on his face.
Li Qiao went to arrange for some water.
The three of them didn't know how much the old couple knew and didn't dare to speak, pretending not to know what the old man was asking.
"Dad, Mom! Drink some water, it's a bit chilly, the water is hot, let it cool before drinking."
Li Qiao was thinking about how to change the topic.
The curtain was lifted, and a cold wind blew in.
The eldest son of Liu Zhiweng's family, Liu Dapeng, came in cheerfully, "Grandpa, Grandma, you're here, I was just thinking of you. As soon as I saw you, I knew you were my real grandparents. I was just thinking about you, and here you are, I guess you heard me talking about you."
Seeing Liu Dapeng, Liu Zhiweng was filled with frustration. This kid was aimless all day, just aspiring for things beyond reach.
