Zhang Xiuqing froze for a moment. Lin Guoliang gave the couple a pointed look and said, "Sorry about that, Xiangyang."
Li Xiangyang smiled. "It's nothing. We're all family, so there's no need for such formalities."
Before Lin Guoliang could say anything, the old lady spoke up again. "People ought to follow the rules in everything they do. The morals these days are declining, and it's all because of you young people."
Lin Lan and the others heard this and didn't know how to respond.
Lin Changyou smiled. "Grandaunt, times have changed. Young people are just more casual these days."
The old lady shot him a glare and was about to say something else, but Lin Lan quickly interjected, "Dad, where's Mom?"
Lin Changyou answered, "Your third brother took her by bike back to Lexing to get the quilt covers your aunt gave you. They forgot them when they left this morning."
