Liu Guixia smiled and said to him, "Look at you. You don't suit being an uncle at all. Look at how old you are. You're already at the age to propose. If you have a child, I hope they'll cry every day."
"Mother." Xue Sifu immediately put his palms together, looking like he was begging for mercy. However, his eyes were smiling like a fox. "I only return home once in a while. Can't you say you miss me instead of cursing me?"
Liu Guixia was just casually saying it, so she naturally let it go.
