"So young, and already knows how to call people?"
Mrs. Qian was still surprised.
Su Xiaomeng felt a bit proud inside, "Not even seven months yet..."
Mrs. Qian’s eyes widened, then she asked, "What about Shuangshuang? Can she call people?"
Su Xiaomeng licked her lips and laughed, "Just babbles randomly."
"Awoo awoo——"
Just as she finished speaking, Shuangshuang let out a strange cry, startling Mrs. Qian.
Su Xiaomeng didn’t expect her daughter to let out such a wolf-like howl in broad daylight, her face turned red instantly...
How embarrassing.
Shuangshuang saw that Mrs. Qian was startled, perhaps her exaggerated expression made Shuangshuang laugh continuously.
Mrs. Qian shook her head with a smile, her heart warmed by this adorable little darling, "Truly a little live wire."
Yin Shixiu checked the time, realizing it was getting late. Just as he was about to excuse themselves, Mrs. Qian brought the topic back, "By the way, what were you two talking about just now?"
Mrs. Qian’s question piqued Su Xiaomeng’s curiosity, the atmosphere between the two men earlier was quite intricate.
Qian Guoliang didn’t find Su Jianyi’s matter particularly private and was about to briefly mention it, but Yin Shixiu spoke first, "I was telling Uncle Qian that after the New Year, we plan to visit Beijing with you."
Seeing Yin Shixiu say this, Qian Guoliang knew he didn’t want Su Xiaomeng to know too much, so he echoed a few words, and the subject was dropped.
Su Xiaomeng didn’t think much about it and added, "When you come to Beijing, I’ll cook for Uncle Qian and Auntie."
"Xiaomeng, you can cook?"
Su Xiaomeng nodded, "A little bit."
Mrs. Qian couldn’t help but give a thumbs up, praising Su Xiaomeng endlessly, "Shixiu, you’ve married an incredible wife, having kids at such a young age, studying at A University, and she can cook..."
"She’s also good at dancing. Next time you and Uncle Qian come, let her do a modern dance for you."
"Oh my, this young lady is indeed amazing!"
Mrs. Qian’s repeated compliments made Su Xiaomeng blush with embarrassment.
Yin Shixiu smiled, holding Prince Huang, and got up. Seeing this, Qian Guoliang knew they were leaving and asked his wife to fetch two items from the room.
"These two ginseng roots, Xiaomeng, take them to your parents."
Just looking at the packaging, Su Xiaomeng immediately shook her head, "Uncle Qian, I can’t accept this, you keep them."
Qian Guoliang clicked his tongue, "Little girl, that’s not right. Uncle Qian took them out, and you want me to take them back?"
Su Xiaomeng looked at Yin Shixiu with some difficulty, and Yin Shixiu gave her a look to accept them...
Yin Shixiu said to Qian Guoliang and Mrs. Qian, "Then we won’t stand on ceremony. By the way, I remember my father said Uncle Qian also likes to collect calligraphy and paintings?"
"Just a little hobby."
"Coincidentally, my mother-in-law and her father, Mr. Bai Fengmao, also have a keen interest. Mr. Bai has quite a collection. When you come to Beijing, Xiaomeng will take you to see it."
The amount of information in Yin Shixiu’s words was a bit overwhelming, "Bai, Bai Fengmao is your..."
"Xiaomeng’s grandfather, I should also call him Grandpa."
"...Oh!"
Qian Guoliang had a sudden look of realization, while Mrs. Qian next to him was unsure what her husband realized, but... it seemed impressive.
"We’ll definitely visit after the New Year, then you must host us properly, alright?"
Su Xiaomeng nodded eagerly, "Definitely, Uncle Qian."
Yin Shixiu, holding Huang Huang, took the two ginseng roots from Su Xiaomeng, then formally said goodbye to the Qian couple and left.
Watching them leave by car, Mrs. Qian hurriedly asked her husband, "The name Bai Fengmao sounds very familiar..."
Qian Guoliang sighed, "Uncle Yin is still the same, always speaking half hidden half revealed!"
Mrs. Qian looked at her husband, puzzled.
"He was a prominent figure at the same time as Uncle Yin, with Uncle Yin as the commander of the battlefield troops, and this Mr. Bai was the general in the political and literary circles."
Hearing this, Mrs. Qian couldn’t help but look again in the direction the black Bentley drove off...
Holding his wife’s hand and walking back inside, Qian Guoliang mockingly said, "Two ginseng roots are not enough to impress Uncle Yin, but it should be significant enough for the Su Family..."
Mrs. Qian hurriedly added, "Should we prepare something more and visit the Su Family first after the New Year?"
Qian Guoliang was considered honest, but in the officialdom, social relationships are crucial at times.
With a prominent figure like Bai Fengmao behind the Su Family, no one would dare to be neglectful.