In the evening, after dinner at the Zhou residence, Zhou Shuren still hadn't returned. The Government Office was too busy, and he had sent word through Jingyan that he would return later.
Zhulan changed her clothes and sat beside the bed, watching over her son who was standing by the bed, playing. Granny Song laughed, "The young master is really sturdy. It's rare for a child this small to stand on his own."
Zhulan held a small tiger pillow in her hand, teasing her son, "Look at him now, standing without sitting. Once he really starts walking, this little guy will not want to move."
Granny Song chuckled. It was true, but she thought the young master was clever, not only easy to look after, but also able to understand adults' words to a simple degree. Yuguang glanced at the smiling mistress, thinking that all this was the mistress's doing. As long as the young master was awake, she would play with him and teach him to speak.
