Tang Chuxia watched as the old man forced a smile and grasped his younger son's wrist, saying to the newly arrived Zhuzi, "Your comrade has come, I'll have your brother bring some dishes to go with drinks later. Do keep him company well!"
Without giving Zhuzi a chance to reply, he dragged his son away.
Zhuzi and his wife were completely baffled, watching their father-in-law come and go.
"Stop looking. They should be very happy today!"
Tang Jianjun laughed, not forgetting to ruffle Tang Chuxia's hair.
The four of them re-entered the house, where Tang Jianjun repeated the conversation at the door for Zhuzi.
"So that's how it is!"
Before Zhuzi could speak, his wife spoke up first and immediately started crying.
"So that's how it is!"
She cried loudly, leaving Tang Chuxia somewhat uncomfortable. She moved closer to Tang Jianjun. She could handle physical confrontations, but dealing with a crying person was beyond her.
