The Kitty Became a Cutie and Was Pampered in the 80s Chapter 1032: Pressuring to Marry (3)

Xiu Xi stayed silent. He didn’t deny being petty; he simply didn’t like Lu Xian, and that was that.

Jiaojiao also noticed this issue. Lu Xian and Lu Zishu were brothers, but it was clear that Xiu Xi disliked Lu Xian more. His attitude toward Lu Zishu was at least sowhat decent.

Jiaojiao thought, "It really is about spending ti together—longer interactions lead to better relationships."

Just like three years ago, the Ruan Family’s Lunar New Year dinner was a big reunion. This ti, however, it was likely held at the Shu Family residence. Old Shu looked at his wife’s morial portrait, feeling a little downhearted, thinking how great it would be if she were still here.

Old Shu’s sudden wave of emotion caught everyone off guard.

Shu Jiao exchanged a aningful glance with Jiaojiao. Jiaojiao imdiately ran to Old Shu’s arms, acting cute and playful. She was small, had a sweet voice, and her antics completely disard Old Shu. His mood improved in no ti.

Everyone assud that mont of sadness had passed, but unexpectedly, during the al, Old Shu suddenly sighed again. This ti, his lancholic deanor felt oddly theatrical, almost like he was putting on a show.

Out of respect as juniors, Shu Jiao and the others had no choice but to ask him what was wrong. "Dad, why are you sighing again? We’re all together having a nice family al—it’s such a rare occasion," Shu Jiao asked.

"Ah..." Old Shu sighed deeply once more, his aningful gaze falling on Shu Lang across the table.

Shu Lang was drinking with Ruan Jianguo at that mont. Noticing the gaze, Ruan Jianguo mistakenly thought it was directed at him. His spine stiffened in alarm as his mind raced, trying to recall if he had done anything wrong in recent days.

"Ah..." Old Shu let out another long sigh.

At this point, Shu Lang had no choice but to take his father seriously.

"Dad, what’s with all the sighing during the New Year festivities?"

"Do you think I want to sigh?" Old Shu snapped irritably. "Last ti I went out—you rember—your Uncle Qian, your Uncle Jiang... and you..."

"Alright, alright! Stop beating around the bush and get to the point, would you?" Shu Lang replied impatiently, stuffing a mouthful of food.

"They all have grandkids! And I’m the only one who doesn’t!" Old Shu’s voice rose in agitation. He jabbed his finger at Shu Lang and shouted, "You’re twenty-seven already—how co you haven’t brought a grandkid yet?!"

"..." Shu Lang.

It really sounded like his father thought he could give birth to one himself.

"Dad, I’ve been busy at work. Once things settle down, I’ll co spend more ti with you. If you’re feeling lonely at ho, why not go stay with my brother-in-law for now? What do you think, Jianguo? You’d welco my dad, wouldn’t you?" Shu Lang turned to ask Ruan Jianguo.

Could Ruan Jianguo possibly say no?

Of course not—he raised both hands in agreent. "Absolutely, Dad! Why don’t you co back with us this year? Our place in town might be a bit cramped, but I’m working hard! Next year, we might even move into a villa."

"You’re considerate," Old Shu replied, unexpectedly pleased. Ruan Jianguo was flattered by this rare display of kindness from his father-in-law. But no sooner had he relaxed than Old Shu’s expression darkened again. "How old were you when you married Xiaojiao?"

"T-Twenty-one..." Ruan Jianguo stamred nervously. Was Old Shu about to dredge up old grievances?

"And do you know how old he is now?"

"Twenty-five?" Ruan Jianguo quickly calculated.

"Twenty-seven! By age reckoning in Beidu, it’s two years higher!" Old Shu rapped the table with his knuckles.

"I don’t care! On the sixth day after the New Year, you must go et Old Qian’s daughter. If you don’t, this old man won’t be able to eat another bite!"