Old Mrs. Xu let out an uncontrolled bellow, cutting Xu Dageng off mid-sentence. In the east outer room, he instinctively turned his head toward the doorway.
Xu Qiguang shook his head with a wry smile. "The child must be upset again. She's probably worried you said something to make Mother furious."
Xu Dazhu and Xu Erzhu exchanged a look. Xu Erzhu spoke up, "You can't blame the girl. She's very close to her father. Just needs a little comforting later, and it'll be fine."
Xu Dageng patted his youngest son comfortingly. "Don't overthink it. Just treat it as you three brothers formally acknowledging a godfather. Your two older brothers will go with you tomorrow."
"That's the idea. First thing tomorrow, your second brother and I will go with you. It's nothing, so don't overthink it—unless you don't want to acknowledge me as your big brother anymore."
