When Luo Xinyue really arrived at the small courtyard of the elderly with a feather duster on her back, she successfully saw the old man seriously studying the chessboard with a manual in hand, and her eyes welled up: "Dad..."

"Hmph, report to the commander, I have brought the prisoner as requested, awaiting your orders!"

Luo Qianqian saluted the old Master Luo, who was playing chess, with a serious face.

Old Master Luo lazily lifted his head and looked at Luo Xinyue with the feather duster, holding back a laugh. But he went along with his granddaughter tormenting his son—serves you right for never coming home, serves you right for worrying your parents, serves you right for playing dead!!!

"Hmm, good work. Prisoner, go pour us a cup of tea." Old Master Luo beckoned to Luo Qianqian: "Come see what move to make now."

Luo Qianqian leaned in, but her face was blank. The best she could do was play Gomoku. How could she say anything here without embarrassing herself?

"How is it?" Old Master Luo looked at Luo Qianqian’s focused expression, as if she had discovered something, and asked quickly.

Luo Qianqian nodded affirmatively, her expression grave: "This chess piece, isn’t it the one I used for practice control? It looks quite valuable."

Luo Shufan, supporting Yue Tingyu, almost stumbled.

Looks quite valuable... How could his sister be so money-minded?

Luo Xinyue carefully poured two cups of tea, giving one to Old Master Luo and the other to Yue Tingyu, looking very respectful: "Dad, Mom, have some tea."

"Ah." Yue Tingyu happily took the tea. Nothing beats having her son standing there well in front of her. She took a sip from the teacup.

Old Master Luo picked up the tea but didn’t say a word, just sniffed it. His face immediately turned dark: "This is the tea I brewed the day before yesterday! Can’t you tell? Overnight tea isn’t drinkable, don’t you know anything about health? Brew it again!"

Yue Tingyu was successfully choked by Old Master Luo’s roar. The day before yesterday?

This old man changes his tea every day, okay? At most, it was tea brewed this morning. Isn’t saying it was the day before yesterday a bit exaggerated?

Luo Qianqian felt very guilty. She couldn’t possibly say that it was the tea she had deliberately cooled down?

To help Old Master Luo make things difficult for her dad.

At this time, Luo Shufan was noticeably wiser, quietly observing the chessboard, as if in deep thought. He did not participate in the battle between father and son at all.

Luo Xinyue hurriedly took the teapot outside to boil water, and returned shortly with the teapot, pouring two new cups of tea.

"Dad, Mom, have some hot tea." Watching the siblings looking at the chessboard in perfect harmony, she couldn’t help but find it amusing.

True siblings, even their ways of avoiding were so consistent.

Since this was Luo Xinyue’s business, the brothers, sisters-in-law, and nephews had tacitly not appeared, leaving time for the three generations of the family.

Old Master Luo took a sip and exploded: "Are you trying to scald me?"

Yue Tingyu quietly looked at the chessboard. Well, let the old man have his fun, after all, this troublesome boy has been acting dead for nearly twenty years. Not letting him vent, he’d be uncomfortable inside...

Luo Xinyue quickly took over the tea, waiting for it to cool down...

But the old man had no plans to let him off.

Raising an eyebrow: "Are you planning to make me die of thirst?"

Luo Xinyue looked at the teapot now filled with hot water, and at the room which seemed to have no other water containers... feeling a bit troubled.

But he had no intention of asking Luo Qianqian for help. It was obvious this was a deliberate difficulty set by the old man, and asking for help from others wouldn’t satisfy him.

So, Luo Xinyue cradled the teacup: "Hoo hoo hoo..." blowing on the tea.

The old man watched this scene and once again glared: "Are you trying to make me drink your saliva?!"

See, he knew the old man was deliberately picking on him...

He poured out the tea...

"Don’t you know you need to conserve water?!"

Well... it’s not tap water.

Poured another cup, fanned to cool it down...

"Aren’t you afraid of fanning dust into it?!"

Well... the air is so clean it makes you want to pack it up and take it home to smell.

Got a bucket of water, used it to cool...

"Dying of thirst!"

Handed the tea over...

"It’s gone cold!"

Hmm, would it be easier to come with the feather duster and plead for forgiveness?

Seeing his father’s innocent expression, Luo Qianqian could hardly hold back her laughter, tugging at the engrossed old man: "Ahem, Grandpa, it’s time to eat. Drink too much and you won’t be able to eat meat."

Indeed, one of Old Master Luo’s reasons for drinking tea was to maintain his ability to eat meat.

Now, although Yue Tingyu doesn’t forbid him from eating meat, he still can’t eat much.

"I also bought a roast duck for Dad." Luo Xinyue, prompted by her daughter’s hint, quickly picked up the gift bag tossed aside: "And clothes for Mom, Qianqian said you look best in this color. Also bought two Dongpo elbows for Dad, and Qianqian bought a lot of pig’s feet, will braise them for you later..."

With meat to eat, Old Master Luo’s anger gradually subsided, though he still kept a cold face towards Luo Xinyue.

So long without coming home, can you be forgiven with just an apology? It’s not that easy!

"Qianqian, come sit." Seeing the spot beside him vacant, Old Master Luo waved over Luo Qianqian to sit beside him.

Meanwhile, Yue Tingyu, receiving a slightly warning gaze from Old Master Luo, calmly let Luo Shufan sit over.

Thus, Luo Xinyue sat there all alone, with both his children gathered by the grandparents, whom even as a father, none cared for.

Luo Xisi found it amusing but sat up straight after receiving her father’s warning look.

"Nuannuan, look at the dried plums I specially remembered to bring you back. These are the best; I tasted them all to find the best ones," Luo Qianqian said, handing a small sealed box to Qin Nuan.

Qin Nuan immediately felt moved. She could never get enough of all the fish and meat, nowhere near as pleasing as the plums.

"Hehe, of course, Second Sister-in-law likes dried mango, Third Sister-in-law likes pecans, I’ve got it all." Luo Qianqian calmly took out the items to comfort the three pregnant women, earning appreciative glances from everyone at the table.

Old Master Luo looked proudly at the little granddaughter beside him, then smugly jutted his chin at his son.

Luo Xinyue was both amused and resigned; was it true his role as a father wasn’t as endearing as his daughter?

But at this moment, seeing his whole family around the table, he felt nothing but overwhelming gratitude.

His daughter had taken great care of the big family, something he felt proud of.

"Qianqian..." Luo Yanran suddenly looked at Luo Qianqian with a strange expression.

Luo Qianqian raised her head in confusion.

"Second Uncle was stopped outside the Nine Heavens Pavilion..."

"Huh?" Luo Qianqian was utterly incredulous, stopped outside? This is the territory of the Nine Heavens Pavilion, and the Nine Heavens Pavilion belongs to the Luo family!