"Auntie, miss, little young master," mother Zhang opened the door and said hello with a smile, "come in quickly. The old chief just said about you."

"Grandpa."

"good morning, Grandpa."

two people came into the room and said hello. They saw Lin Che, Jiang Zeyi and Tang poetry already there.

old chief Bu is dressed in a black Zhongshan suit and looks lively.

"Grandpa," Yan Zhengsong opened his hand, knelt down in front of Mr. Bu, kowtowed a head to him, and said cleverly and softly, "I wish grandpa good health every year, every year today, every year now."

"Oh, my little baby, get up quickly," Mr. cloth quickly picked...