"We'll aim for two children in three years!"
"Right, two children in three years!"
The two elders suddenly joined forces, and Yang Ming and Xiaoxiao exchanged glances, both feeling somewhat embarrassed and lowering their heads.
The elders were drinking more and getting louder, boasting more and more about their own children's merits.
"My dear in-laws, my son is the scholar of ten villages' awestruck radius, to have him as your son-in-law is certainly no loss."
"My daughter's no slouch either. Don't be fooled by our rough appearances; she's a master of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. As your daughter-in-law, she's more than qualified."
"My son will surely be successful in the future. He's going to pursue official titles."
"My daughter's already thriving. If it wasn't for her joining your family, could you have enjoyed such prosperity?"
"My son is so handsome!"
"My daughter is also beautiful!"
"..."
"..."
