Little Wukong stared at Wu Qingyuan for several seconds. Her face was different from the one he remembered seeing over the past few years, but those eyes could not lie.
He gently shook his head, then took Wu Qingyuan's hand of his own accord.
"Granny Sparrow, you've always been so good to me these past few years. I always wished you were my real grandmother. Now my wish has come true, and I'm so happy."
"My dear grandson. Your grandmother has been waiting for this day for a very long time, too."
Wu Qingyuan crouched down and gathered him into her arms. Grandmother and grandson both reddened around the eyes.
Beside them, Chu Wenzong and Cui Zhao'an watched the old woman and the little boy embracing, and their eyes reddened as well.
As for Jiang Yourning, she no longer had to kneel, but she still had to observe basic etiquette.
And so she remained frozen in the slight curtsy she had made upon greeting them.
Not one person present remembered to offer her somewhere to sit.
[Seriously, is this complete disregard for everyone else while you catch up hereditary?]
[I got dragged here out of nowhere to watch the family reunion spectacle of the year, and now I have to keep my knees bent the whole time. Can't you give me a seat before you start crying? My calves are trembling! Could someone please do something?]
Chu Wenzong and Cui Zhao'an were forced to tear their gazes away from their son and his grandmother. They looked at Jiang Yourning's legs as she performed her decidedly improper greeting, stealthily straightening up, shaking out her feet, then bending her knees again.
The corners of their mouths twitched in unison, and the ache in Cui Zhao'an's heart eased a little.
Remembering that this