Everyone sighed in relief when Lu Lijun left the room. It scared them that the old man would say something scandalous in front of the little guy.
Leaning back into the chair, Lu Qiang sat back and closed his eyes.
"What are you thinking about? Are you going to use my blessings or not?" elder Lu didn't pay attention to the tense reaction of his grandson.
"Grandpa, can you not speak of great-grandchildren for a single day? At least not in front of Lu Lijun?" Lu Qiang asked annoyingly.
"I am getting closer to my coffin with every passing day, and you want me to wait? Give me a deadline, and I will not utter a single word until then," elder Lu said furiously, his pitch rising. This was the tone he used when things were not in his favor.
The word 'coffin' made everyone go silent instantaneously. No one wanted to hear it as they loved the old man. He could be lewd, but that didn't mean that they cherished him any less.
