The dinner time was coming to an end. After Ling Hong and the others had left, Grandpa Jia followed the last few people into the restaurant.
"I'm late today. Has my cheap grandson left?" With a cloth bag in his hand, Grandpa Jia asked with a smile as soon as he entered the room.
That's right. At the request of grandfather Ling, Ling Hong was now willing to call Grandpa Jia his grandfather. He was usually very respectful to him.
"Grandpa Jia, brother Ling has been gone for quite a while." Zhou Jia said.
"That's true, this kid must have gone to play secretly again. " Grandpa Jia said while shaking his head.
Zhou Jia just smiled and didn't answer him. Instead, master Cheng at the side spoke.
"My Lord, why are you so late today?" Master Cheng said.
"I went to get something at someone's request. This is good stuff." Grandpa Jia waved the cloth bag in his hand and said with a mysterious look.
"What is it?" Master Cheng and Zhou Jia asked in unison.
