Qiao Nan felt very fortunate that the Zhai family and these veteran revolutionaries were the ones that she had met.
"You should change your address to grandpa." Zhai Sheng reminded. "If you call him old chief again, the old master won't be pleased."
"…" Qiao Nan pursed her lips but she was too shy to address the old master as such.
Qiao Dongliang, including the neighbors and friends that he had invited, appeared more reserved than one another. Everyone was sitting in a prim and proper way. It was as if this was the first day of school and they were carrying their schoolbags for studies. Their two hands were placed properly by the side of their body. They dared not move their pair of eyes much and they sat in a stiff and straight manner as if they were being punished.
Facing these veteran revolutionaries, these people really could not bring themselves to laugh. It was not easy for them to sit down in a calm and proper manner.
