"This old man acts like a lonely old bachelor, always looking for trouble. Why don't you use your expertise to enlighten him a bit? He's acting like a menopausal woman..."
"Old woman, what are you mumbling about!" Mr. Yu keenly noticed that his wife surely didn't have anything good to say about him.
Mrs. Yu winked at Qian and turned towards the kitchen to join her sister-in-law in preparing lunch.
Qian actually admired the Yu Family parents' way of getting along. They seemed to bicker constantly, yet their relationship was strong.
Only in such a family atmosphere would the Yu Family's children emphasize familial bonds so much. If one day she and Yu Minglang grew old, would they be like this?
"Little girl, do you know how to play Chinese chess?" Mr. Yu asked Qian.
"Just a little bit," Qian replied modestly.
"Young people, this is part of our national heritage. Come on, let's go to the study, and I'll show you a few tricks."
"Thanks for the trouble, Uncle."
