Hearing his father's words, Zhang Xiaomeng couldn't help but be stunned.
His old man had some seriously jumpy thoughts, going from one topic to another, even thinking about having children.
"Dad, you don't have to worry about these things, I have my own plan." Zhang Xiaomeng said dismissively, as his father Zhang Guang pursed his lips and nodded, adding,
"You're not getting any younger, take things seriously. I'm off to check the herbs on the back mountain, make sure to treat the young lady well."
With those words, Zhang Guang left Zhang Xiaomeng's bedroom.
Zhang Xiaomeng put the precious Spirit Grass away before he, too, stepped out.
"Young miss, welcome to our home. If that rascal Xiaomeng dares to bully you, just come and tell me anytime."
Just before leaving, Zhang Guang turned to Murong Yu and instructed earnestly.
"Understood, Uncle, thank you," said Murong Yu, her cheeks tinted with shyness as she obediently replied.
"Alright, goodbye."
"Uncle, goodbye."
