Smiling, the Lin Family carried Laishou over and called out, "Mother, you're here. Laishou, say Grandma!"
Laishou drooled, shouting excitedly, "Grandma!"
Juhua was surprised. 'How did he say that so clearly? He usually has a hard time with other words.'
"My goodness," Mrs. Wang cooed, her eyes crinkling into a smile. She took him, gave him a kiss, and cradled him in her arms.
Zheng Changhe also chuckled and greeted her, "Mother," then said to Juhua, "Let's eat!"
When the large spread of dishes was laid on the table, Laicai started up his old tricks again, stretching his chopsticks out to poke and jab at the food.
Mrs. Wang's expression hardened. "If you keep messing around with the food, you won't be eating at all!"
Surprisingly, Laicai was afraid of her. He puffed out his cheeks and didn't dare to speak. Mrs. Wang asked, "What do you want to eat? Tell us and we'll serve it to you. You're not allowed to reach for things with your own chopsticks."
