Lin Qingshan felt that his younger brother's expression seemed insincere and couldn't help but laugh.
Seeing the overt mockery on his face, Ning Xinrou tugged at his arm.
"Making fun of your own younger brother? You really have a way with things."
Lin Qingshan touched the tip of his nose, "Alright, I won't laugh anymore."
Lin Tang finished setting up the camera and said, "We can start taking photos now, who wants to go first?"
Everyone said in unison, "Dad goes first."
On this matter, the Lin Family members were quite in sync.
Lin Tang complied, "Sounds good! Dad, how do you want to take the photo?"
Lin Lu glanced at the courtyard, majestic yet clean.
"I'll just take it in the courtyard. I can compare it when I'm old, by then the house will be old, and your mother and I will be old too..." he said with a laugh.
He wasn't like others who refused to acknowledge their aging; he was quite at peace with getting old.
"Sure, I promise to take a very spirited photo of Dad."
