Back on the plane, Liwu sat with her husband, exhaustion etched on her face. She was already worried about what they were going to find at home. Would Manman be in the main house? Would Xifeng still be in the city? She had received dozens of calls from Elder Zhang which she had refused to answer. Nothing good ever came from talking to him.
One of her Cousins, Tai Bocheng had a newborn baby. His wife had given birth last night. They lived in Paris, handling the TFK branch over there. She would need to buy the baby a nice gift and have Uncle Aang deliver it. It was a baby boy. So, her great great grandfather had to weeping somewhere in the sea or ocean somewhere in France.
The thought made her chuckle.
It also made her whip out her phone to take a look at the baby picture she had not clearly observed in the morning. The baby looked pink and slightly wrinkly. It had sharp lips like her uncle Tai Fong.
"Is that the baby?" Weijun stuck his head between her chest and phone.
