Su Yuan carried the heavy little fellows into the house.
If one eat too much, one won't even be able to cross the threshold.
The three little ones called him Granduncle in a childish voice.
"What about me?" the Old Marquis asked.
The three little ones: "Granduncle!"
"Call me great-grandpa!"
"Great-grandpa!"
"Good children!"
After eating too much, they really wanted to lie down. The three little ones climbed onto the bed and spread out their arms and legs to dry their stomachs.
"How much did you eat?"
Su Xiaoxiao didn't know that Zhuge Qing had fed them for the time being and thought that Xing'er had brought them out for dinner.
The three little fellows played by themselves and continued with their business.
The Old Marquis and Su Yuan went to visit the Black Armored Army of the Western Jin. In just a few days, they had gained a lot.
