Gu Changsheng, holding his belly and pretending to be a pregnant woman, estimated the time and realized there was still a while before he needed to go sit in the hall. He decided to take his son for a stroll in the yard to walk off their meal, but the look he gave Xiao Leizi before leaving was filled with a particular grievance...
"Lady Changsheng, something's wrong!"
Gu Changsheng, who was diligently stretching, was startled by the shout and almost pulled a muscle in his belly!
"Ouch, Uncle Song, don't say anything just yet," Gu Changsheng said, feigning agony as he leaned on Little Meat Bun's tiny frame, "Son, lend your mother your shoulder, I'm feeling a bit sad."
Uncle Song, with his mouth agape, wanted to speak but heeded the instructions and kept quiet.
Little Meat Bun, Gu Ze, puffed out his little chest proudly, patting his shoulder with a hint of heroism, "Mother, you can lean on me all you want!"