Muddled Way
Lao Jiangou was checking the arrangements for tomorrow and only did he get to come to the dining hall. Before he even entered, he heard the laughter and chatter from inside. He was slightly startled. He was too used to the silent house. It was a grand mansion. After all, it was once the residence of a general. But this mansion was only grand from the outside. There were always more servants than family members inside.
And that's why over time, there was only silence in this huge place.
He didn't think he'd be able to hear such laughter echoing in this place. It almost made him tear up. He composed his emotions and walked inside.
"Patriarch, do you need anything else?"
"Lao Jian, why don't you sit with us and eat?" asked Grandfather Xiang in response.
"I can't sit with you."
"Don't talk that nonsense with me again. Is it necessary for you to be so stubborn at this age when we both have one foot inside the grave?"
"Opa!"