"Grandpa." Zhao Li called out loudly.
"Grandfather." Zhao Qi and Zhao Ling also called out clearly and crisply.
"Eh." Wang Jian responded with a smile.
Then he looked toward Wang Yan, who was pregnant with a big belly.
"Yan'er."
"You've been with child for so long, why are you still waiting outside?"
"Come, let us go in."
"Today is a joyous occasion for your husband." Wang Jian said with a hearty laugh.
And then he strode forward in great strides toward the manor.
As he drew near,
Wang Jian was as he always had been,
One arm holding Zhao Qi, the other holding Zhao Ling.
And Zhao Li hurried forward to lead the way, carrying himself like a little grown-up.
Mrs. Wang and Wang Yan exchanged a glance,
Worry flickered in both their eyes.
Yet outside the manor, they did not press the matter, following Wang Jian inside instead.
When they had returned home,
Inside the grand hall,
"Housekeeper, is the evening meal ready?" Mrs. Wang asked at once.
"Madam,"
