Approaching noon, Xiao Hongtao, who had finished his official duties, returned to the inner courtyard and witnessed his daughter and the Yang siblings getting along harmoniously. His heart was filled with emotion.
After returning home yesterday, his wife and daughter couldn't stop praising Chenchen, their faces adorned with happy smiles. He hadn't seen his wife and daughter truly smile like that in a long time, and it was all thanks to Chenchen.
"Mengchen (Chengrong) (Chengyou) greets Uncle Xiao." The three siblings quickly rose to their feet and paid their respects.
"There's no need for such formalities in your own home. Sit down, my good children, and let's talk." Xiao Hongtao, with a loving smile on his lips, said, "Chenchen, when you have time, come over more often to talk with your Aunty Xiao and Sister Wanxue. Uncle has been busy with public affairs and may have inadvertently neglected them, of course, Chengrong and Chengyou are also welcome."
