Mother Xie hurriedly wanted to make a nourishing soup for Xie Shichen, making the other three men's expressions especially colorful. Having such a lively mistress of the house really left them speechless.
As Mother Xie turned, a tender voice came from the entrance, "Grandma, what soup are you making? I want some too."
Mother Xie stopped abruptly, turned around, and saw the four-year-old boy running in from outside. She immediately smiled brightly and went up to greet him, "Oh my, my dear grandson is back."
Little Xie Yihan cheerfully threw himself into his grandmother's arms, persistently asking, "Grandma, what soup were you making for second uncle, is there any for Yihan?"
Mother Xie shook her head, "No, Yihan, that soup is not for children. It's for helping your second uncle get a wife."
