"The two people are still sleeping?" Old Master Nan asked with a yawn as he stayed in the courtyard with his daughter.
"Well, it's their first time. It's fine to stay a bit longer." Nan Si Qiao smiled brightly. "It'll be even better if they could give me a grandchild directly."
Old Master Nan: "…"
His daughter's obsession with children still hadn't disappear. Thankfully, the two children had gotten married by now, so she didn't need to worry so much.
He looked at Feng Ao Qian, who was sleeping soundly on the couch.
Perhaps in a few years, it would be Feng Ao Qian's turn to be pressured by his mother.
Tsk, tsk.
Old Master Nan sipped his tea calmly.
He liked this peaceful atmosphere, but he knew that on the frontline there were still wars raging on with countless lives on the stake. It would take a long time before the war could be completely over.
