Chapter 574 - 292: Pursuit_3
To enjoy such a comfortable, pleasant day, one must visit their daughter’s home. Although I have reconciled with my son, the delight of watching over my daughter’s family surpasses that feeling.
Of course, my daughter’s husband’s family must not be of too high a status, they must be hospitable, and I must have a thick skin, otherwise, how could I enter my daughter’s home as if it were my own backyard.
After the Plum Appreciation Banquet, Prince Consort Pan realized that he had underestimated his granddaughter. She was truly a genius without precedent. Now, after listening to the stories she told, this realization became even stronger. The granddaughter turned dozens of references into an exciting opera.
Sir Lin was right, it’s all about the inheritance of bloodlines.
This granddaughter is truly wonderful; she resembles me and is as intelligent as me, and most importantly, she is close to my heart.
Qian Yixiu was pestered into telling three stories in one breath. When asked to continue, she refused, saying, "Sister’s mouth is dry, I need to drink some water, and you should get off the ground and move around as well."
Pan Yue heard this and stood up to hand her daughter the water.
Prince Consort Pan was happy inside but still playfully scolded his granddaughter, "You little rascal, you think too much. The elders do this for your future, so you won’t suffer."
Qian Yixiu smiled and nuzzled into Old Master Pan’s arm sweetly saying, "I know Grandpa is looking out for me; I made clothes specially for you, Grandpa, to show my respect."
Old Master Pan extremely enjoyed the affection and playfulness of his granddaughter, and a smile blossomed on his otherwise stern face. Still holding the elder’s dignity, he said, "Although we are on break now, you should still complete the homework Grandpa has given you on time."
After showing affection to his eldest granddaughter, he went to cuddle his younger granddaughter. Jingjing twisted her body and ran to lean against Pan Yue’s legs, puckering her lip and saying, "Mother doesn’t like it, so Jingjing doesn’t like it either."
Prince Consort Pan helplessly looked at the two pouting figures before him, knowing he still had to put in more effort. The day they could smile at him would be the day he could die content.