What Avails This Beauty?

“Luo Xia is here, quickly, sit down and have some tea,” Mr. Meng, Meng Jingyuan’s father, welcomed.

The two families have been family friends for generations, knowing each other since Xiao Yingyue’s time with old Mr. Meng. The younger generation may not be as close, but they still make sure to visit each other every year during the New Year. The Luo family isn’t as numerous as the Meng family; aside from Luo Xia, the other grandchildren are still out of town.

After chatting for a while, Luo Xia and Meng Jingyuan began discussing a mutual acquaintance, Qi Shejiang.

“Jesse is not bad; he can really imitate my grandfather well. I bet Meng Shige must have guided him a lot,” Luo Xia said.

Meng Jingyuan stroked his chin, “It has nothing to do with me; doesn’t he watch documentaries to learn?”

Luo Xia was taken aback, “That can’t be! Some of his life habits he imitates are also quite similar.”

The two looked at each other, both confused about who could have told him that.

Meng Jingyuan remembered something and said, “Oh, maybe his Chinese master taught him; it’s a generational teaching. You should have seen it; he learned a lot from past masters, and he mimics them quite accurately.”

With so many people during the New Year, the conversation naturally turned to this topic.

Luo Xia asked again, “Is Grandpa doing well?”

Meng Jingyuan’s father stood up and said, “He was in good spirits before and ate some meat. I’ll go tell Grandpa that Luo Xia is here.”

After a while, he came back out, “Grandpa is doing pretty well; he said to let Xia go in and have a chat.”

Only Luo Xia, along with him and Meng Jingyuan, entered the room, as Grandpa likes to keep the number of people low when resting.

Luo Xia tiptoed into the room, knelt beside the bed, and said, “Grandpa, Happy New Year! I wish you good health.”

Old Mr. Meng groped around on the pillow for a moment and handed her a red envelope, “Little girl is here. Take this.”

“I love coming to Grandpa’s place; there’s always a red envelope!” Luo Xia laughed.

Old Mr. Meng also chuckled, perhaps because it’s the New Year, he seemed to be in better spirits, “Are you rehearsing a new play recently?”

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