The following evening, Liu Xiaolou went to Ghost Dream Cliff Manor to offer his congratulations to Lady Xingde.
Hearing Liu Xiaolou's purpose, Seventh Mistress Zhou blushed crimson and shot Lord Xingde several resentful glares, nearly glaring her eyes right out of their sockets.
Liu Xiaolou laughed. "Seventh Aunt, there's no need to be shy. We're all family. I'm sincerely happy for you both."
"Don't call me Seventh Aunt anymore. It was just a joke when you first called me that—how did it become real? Just call me Seventh Sister. Tong'er from my family is still your disciple; what sort of sense does it make for you to keep calling me Seventh Aunt?"
"Haha, all right. Congratulations, Seventh Sister!"
"Come in, quickly!"
Seventh Mistress Zhou hurriedly instructed them to set up a banquet in the Flower Hall. The four behind Liu Xiaolou cheered in unison and were about to rush toward the Flower Hall when Liu Xiaolou stopped them with a shout. "Come back!"
The four youngsters halted and stared blankly at Liu Xiaolou. Liu Xiaolou said, "Tong'er, it's your own family's banquet. You've eaten at it countless times already, so what are you cheering for?"
Zhou Tong smiled. "Teacher, it may be my family's banquet, and I may have eaten it countless times, but today we're celebrating my mother, so naturally it tastes different. Besides, with Junior Sister and my two little brothers joining the feast, how could I not be happy?"
Liu Xiaolou waved a hand. "All right, all right. It's not that I won't let you drink, but since you came to offer congratulations, shouldn't you present your gifts first? I'm not talking about you, Tong'er. I mean them."
"Oh dear, I nearly forgot."
"Yes, yes, uncle-in-law, we didn't mean to forget."
"Seventh Aunt, your grand-niece offers you