Chapter 3 - Luo Family (1/2)
Chapter 3: Luo Family
It was almost time for dinner, Mr. Luo told the servants to set up the table.
Soon after, it was filled with the appetizing fragrance of delicious food.
At this time, the voice of a servant was heard greeting the master of the house: “Welcome back, Sir.”
“Well…” Mr. Luo removed his shoes and changed into the house slippers. He looked down beside him, the little ball was following him. Since there were no small children in the family, there were no shoes for her to change into.
“I will take off my shoes. I don’t need any slippers,” said the little YinYin, who was very talented at reading people’s eyes.
The living room was carpeted so it didn’t matter if she didn’t wear slippers. Mr. Luo nodded and said he would help her take off her shoes.
She replied decisively that she could take off her shoes herself.
YinYin’s reply seemed to have stunned the uncle, and she quickly took off her shoes as if by magic. She kept her pink princess shoes right besides Mr. Luo’s big shoes, unexpectedly blending harmoniously.
YinYin sneaked a peek stealthily and pursed her lips, her small ears were red, afraid of being discovered. Her little shoes were placed next to the father’s slippers, and they were kept together!
Her tiny chubby and lovely fingers moved shyly aimlessly on the little white and chubby feet.
Mr. Luo: “…”
He couldn’t help but ponder, must he be called an uncle or grandpa?
No, what does he want to do? The problem at hand is that his son has such a big girl?!
He knew all too well as a father, how unreliable his own son, Luo Sheng was. It was also because he understood that Mr. Luo was not sure if the child was really his son’s.
The little girl was so cute, she looked up shyly and stood beside him, looking at him adorably. At last, an old father’s fatherly sentiments, which Mr. Luo had been missing for a long time, sprouted bit-by-bit.
He tried to smile amiably, but what the other person saw was a scary and grim face. He laughed away from Uncle Grey Wolf Monster, who was trying to kidnap Little Red Riding Hood.
Fortunately, YinYin was not afraid. She was like a small animal with keen intuition. Subconsciously, she knew that this uncle will not harm her, and because she had to depend on him to find her father. Suddenly, she raised her head and gave a sweet smile, “Uncle, is Daddy at home?”
Mr. Luo: “…”
That brat is dead!
Mrs. Luo heard the noise at the door and walked out.
Just as she usually did, she greeted her husband to say hello, she was stunned to see the scene before her. The words she wanted to say did not come out.
Her husband was bending over and talking to a cute little girl, who was only two or three years old. Mrs. Luo looked back and forth and enqired, “This is?”
“I found her squatting infront of the house gate.”
Mr. Luo was still struggling, should he let her call him grandfather or uncle? If she was really his son’s seed, wouldn’t being called her grandfather let his brat of a son take advantage of him?
He said, “Take her with you. I’ll wash my hands.”
As a stranger approached her, the little ball stood still in place, nervously wiggling her two small fingers together. She had taken her shoes off her little feet eagerly. She then hid her hands to conceal all her nervousness and blinked her big watery eyes to look around, with a touch of innocence.
Mrs. Luo, though full of doubts, could not help but melt at the sight before her. She could not resist but pat the head of the cute little girl. She subconsciously started stroking the little girl’s head lovingly.
She smiled more intimately and walked in with the girl holding her hand. “What’s your name?”
”Aunty, my name is Yinyin.”
“Where did YinYin come from?”
The little bun blushed as she replied,”Auntie, my family lives over there.” She pointed to the east. “Very close!”
Mrs. Luo didn’t take it seriously. She thought the little girl’s house was in the east. Holding her hands and asking questions.
Mr. Luo washed his hands and went back to the dining area, he was greeted by the sight of his wife and the child sitting on the table to eat. The living room was not suitable for children, it had high chairs. Mrs. Luo recalled that her son’s used furniture were not thrown away. She ordered the servant to bring the stool from the storeroom.
“Just the one Luo Sheng used when he was a child.”
At the dinner table, Mrs. Luo lit up with a long-lost maternal love, coaxing the girl to take one bite at a time. Listening to his wife, Mr. Luo began smiling gently.
After the meal, when the little girl was carried away to the bathroom by the servant, Mr. Luo approached his wife and asked , “That… Do you know who that girl is?”
“Wherever she’s from, isn’t she just a human being?” Mrs. Luo wasn’t concerned at all.
“Then listen.”
“Stop eating, take a deep breath…”, Mr. Luo’s face ached. “That child may be our son’s daughter!”
With a crash, Mrs. Luo’s spoon fell back into the bowl, splashed the soup, and her eyes widened.
Mr. Luo heard what YinYin said, and combined with his own speculation, he said: “Our unruly son has always been unreliable, maybe three years ago he left behind a seed.”
When YinYin came back from the bathroom, Mrs. Luo picked her up and placed her on the chair. “Please call our son and tell him to come back. By the way, what’s the situation?”
She then lowered her eyes and looked at the small face of YinYin carefully. She had a chubby, white and tender face, with delicate and small features, a pair of big sparkling eyes, looking at people politely but innocent. One could see that she was very well-raised.
This cute and adorable child is her granddaughter???
In a spacious and luxurious living room, on the long sofa, there were several young men lying in various sleeping positions, some on their backs, and several others lying on the woolen rug.
The sound of cell phone ringing broke the silence of the room.
“… Who is it? It’s noisy!” Huang Mao woke up first. He didn’t know where his clothes were, he had a small tiger tattooed on his arm. Opening his eyes with much difficulty, he looked at the black mobile phone buzzing on the side of the tea table.
Huang Mao reached for the mobile phone, which showed “Ms. Yao”.
Luo Sheng’s mother surname was Yao, Huang Mao was instantly wide awake.
The man shook the person sleeping on the sofa and said, “Brother Luo, brother Luo. Wake up. Mrs. Yao is calling!”