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The young boy was momentarily taken aback, but he nodded in agreement. It seemed that this father of his was quite different from what he had imagined.
That night, Wang Zhaoran arrived with the two children.
"Great-Grandmother, hello! Tai Lao, hello!"
The Little One was sweet-tongued; upon seeing the Two Grandmothers, he immediately knelt on the ground and began to bow repeatedly.
"Oh my, is this Wang Yan? Quickly get up and let Great-Grandmother take a look!"
"Yes, Great-Grandmother!"
Xiao Wa replied in a babyish voice, instantly winning the heart of the Little Old Lady.
The Two Grandmothers smiled broadly and quickly pulled out the prepared Red Envelopes, stuffing them into the child's hands.
"Such a good boy! Our precious grandson, you truly are a treasure!"
Yu Suihuan felt a wave of annoyance; just yesterday, the Little Old Lady hadn’t been so friendly.
Just as he was about to tease her about it, he caught a glare from the Little Old Lady, accompanied by a look that clearly said she knew what he was going to say.
Xiao Wa showed no signs of recognition; with a chicken leg in his left hand and a dumpling in his right, he alternated sitting on the laps of the Two Grandmothers, making them laugh until their eyes squinted into slits.
Noticing Wang Heng's reserved demeanor, Yu Suihuan smiled at him and gently tugged at his sleeve to bring him in front of the Two Grandmothers.
"This is your great-great-grandson, Wang Heng!"
"Great-Grandmother, hello! Tai Lao, hello!"
Wang Heng restrained his usual prickly attitude and showed respect instead.
"Good, good! Here, this is a Red Envelope from Great-Grandmother. Take it!"
"And this one is from Tai Lao!"
Wang Heng hesitated for a moment, but Yu Suihuan took the Red Envelopes from the Two Grandmothers and pressed them into his hands.
"Alright now, let’s eat!"
The little one didn’t need any encouragement; he dug in eagerly, his small bowl overflowing with food.
Yu Suihuan stood up and served Wang Heng a generous helping of dishes. This child always gave off an impression of being both sensitive and heavy-hearted.
After dinner, Wang Zhaoran prepared to take the children back to rest.
“Grandpa, big brother, I don’t want to go back! I want to stay and accompany Great-Grandmother and Tai Lao!”
He loved it here; there were delicious treats, a spacious yard, and a swing in the middle of the yard that he adored.
Wang Heng shot him a glare, signaling him not to be so willful.
“Alright, alright, you can sleep with Great-Grandmother later, okay?”
The Little Old Lady squinted her eyes, growing fonder of the child with each passing moment; he was just too clever.
“Okay!” Xiao Wa replied in a sweet, loud voice.
“Good, good, good! Then you all go back, and let Yuan Er stay here.”
Wang Heng wanted to say something more but was silenced by a look from Wang Zhaoran.
“Isn’t he supposed to do something tomorrow? It wouldn’t be convenient to bring a little one along. It’s better to settle him here for now.”
Early the next morning, after hastily eating a couple of bites, Wang Heng planned to head out.
“Wait!”
Wang Zhaoran called out as he put on his coat.
The young man looked confused and somewhat puzzled at Wang Zhaoran.
“I’m going with you!”
“Together? Isn’t that your private matter? What does this cheap father have to do with it?”
“Let’s go! Why are you just standing there?”
As expected, the young man received another light tap on the back of his head.
The father and son sat in an Ox Cart and swayed their way to Xiahe Village, stopping right in front of Wang Heng’s house.
“Godfather, why don’t you wait for me here?”
Wang Zhaoran didn’t respond but nodded at the young man in silent agreement.
As soon as they entered the yard, they were hit by the mixed stench of animal droppings and rotting food scraps.
His father married this Stepmother, who was both greedy and lazy, hardly ever cleaning the house.
Wang Heng turned right upon entering the courtyard and saw his father leaning against the Chicken Coop, sitting on the ground, swaying drunkenly.
Wang Heng couldn't be bothered to deal with him; he had more important matters to attend to. His purpose for coming was to retrieve Qi Qin's favorite silver bracelet, so he could bury it with her.
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