"That's fine. My father originally thought of telling her tonight to prevent her from getting too excited. Since you've already told her, it's better to let her know earlier." Mr. Xiahou nodded, and then said to the door, "Please
Madam, come in."
"Yes, sir." The housekeeper responded outside, and then heard his footsteps leaving.
Not long after, everyone in the room heard the sound of hurried footsteps. The next moment, the door was pushed open by a little maid, and two middle-aged ladies supported an old lady with gray hair and hurried in.
Needless to say, this old lady is Mrs. Xiahou, and the two middle-aged ladies are probably the wives of Xiahouhong and Xiahoujing.
Mrs. Xiahou had silver hair and an elegant face, but her body looked a little thin and her eyes were misty, as if she couldn't see clearly.
It is said that Mrs. Xiahou often cried because she missed her daughter and grandson, and her eyes were broken from crying. It seems to be true.
As soon as Old Madam Xiahou entered the door, the housekeeper closed the door at Xiahouhong's signal and left with the maid and mother-in-law who had accompanied the old Madam.
"Old man, the boss sent someone to tell me that there is news about Lan'er and Qi'er. Please tell me quickly where Lan'er and Qi'er are now and how they are doing?" As soon as Mrs. Xiahou came in, she hurriedly said everything
He walked towards Mr. Xiahou and asked urgently.
"Mother, please slow down, slow down." Madam Xiahou and the second madam encouraged her repeatedly while supporting the old lady.
"Old lady, don't worry, come on, sit down first." Mr. Xiahou stood up and helped his old wife sit down next to him.
The two ladies of the Xiahou family stood aside.
"How can I not be anxious?! You know how many years I have been looking forward to Lan'er and Qi'er." Mrs. Xiahou eagerly grabbed Mr. Xiahou's hand and said urgently, "Hurry up and tell me, Lan'er and Qi'er
Where?"
"Don't worry, I'll tell you right now." Mr. Xiahou patted the old lady's hand gently, then turned to look at the knife, waved to the knife and said, "Qi'er, come here, come see your grandmother.
, and two aunts."
Hearing this, Mrs. Xiahou's eyes widened as if she were dumbfounded, and then she followed Mr. Xiahou's hand to look at the knife...
Dao stood up and saluted to the old lady Xiahou and the two Xiahou ladies, "I have met my grandmother and my two aunts."
Mrs. Xiahou looked at the knife in shock, the muscles on her face trembled, and her lips trembled violently, as if she wanted to say something, but she was too excited to speak.
"Are you happy now? Our grandson is back." Mr. Xiahou held his wife's hand and said softly.
Hearing the voice of Mr. Xiahou, the old lady blinked and finally recovered. She looked at Mr. Xiahou, then at the knife, and said in a trembling voice: "Are you Lan'er's child?"
"Yes, grandma. Qi'er's unfilial piety has made grandma worried." Dao said in a hoarse voice.
"Child, come here quickly and let grandma take a look." Mrs. Xiahou said as she stood up.
Dao took the lead, stepped forward, and knelt in front of Mrs. Xiahou. He raised his head and looked at Mrs. Xiahou, and called out emotionally: "Grandma."
Mrs. Xiahou held the knife in her face and looked at it carefully as if she were looking at a rare treasure. In an instant, tears fell from her misty eyes...