Tang Qingyun didn't get home until ten o'clock at night. Xiao Man and her grandparents had just finished a call with Tang Qingshan and Ai Wenli in Liaozhou. The three of them were having a lively chat on the sofa when they heard a car pull into the courtyard. A moment later, a weary-looking Tang Qingyun walked in, calling out, "Dad, Mom, I'm back."
He took off his coat, hung it up, and walked over to the sofa. Sitting down beside Xiao Man, he rested a hand on her shoulder and sighed with a smile. "Our Manman is back, too. Did you eat dinner with Grandpa and Grandma?"
Xiao Man stood up, dodging his touch. "Second Uncle, you just came in from outside. You should at least wash your hands and face. That's not very hygienic."
"Oh, Manman's right. I just came from the hospital, so I should definitely wash up first. I'll go do that now!"
Grandpa Tang chided, "A grown man like you still needs Manman to remind you of things. How did you manage all these years?"
