Zhang Guoqing saw off Mr. Zhang and his nephews. As he returned home, even before entering the room, he heard bursts of laughter inside, and surprisingly, his father-in-law's voice was among them.
Mother Zhang came out holding the child, pointed inside, and whispered, "Jiao Jiao and her dad have been chatting in there for most of the day; I don't know where they have so much to talk about. Once your mother-in-law went in with a basket of things, they haven't stopped laughing. I didn't feel comfortable going in. It's almost noon; go in and see how to arrange things?"
Zhang Guoqing pulled his mother, "Come on, it's okay. Let's go in and see; there must be something funny going on. Let's check it out together. Ping'an needs to be fed."
