"Oh, Sangsang is back, and so is Molian. Hurry inside, don't get soaked." Upon hearing his granddaughter's voice, Lu Qiubo felt a surge of joy and quickly came out to greet them.
"Grandma, you're the one who should not get wet. I have an umbrella." Seeing Lu Qiubo rushing over in the rain, Lin Caisang quickly handed over her umbrella, and the two of them shared it.
"Come on, let's go into the living room. Your grandpa is getting anxious. Go and talk with him, I'll cook." Lu Qiubo was excited and ushered Lin Caisang into the living room, then turned to look at Ya Molian.
"Molian, have dinner at home tonight. Grandma Qiubo is going to cook a chicken, which Changhong caught from the mountain last night."
"Okay, thank you, Grandma Qiubo."
Ya Molian thanked her, then followed Lin Caisang into the living room, where Lin Laogeng was mumbling.
"Who says I'm anxious? I'm not anxious at all. Only those who are anxious would know."
"Grandpa, what are you talking about?"