Fu Ying recognized almost all the relatives at this wedding.
What with first cousins and second cousins, since she was so well-behaved, so young, and so gentle, they all teased her.
Fu Ying was so scared that she hid by her grandmother's side, not daring to wander around.
That day, Fu Mingchuan wore a constant smile that he couldn't close and was extremely busy hosting the guests, with his feet hardly touching the ground.
Fu Yan and a few brothers had a great time playing; he got along with all the cousins except for not liking Cheng Yiyi.
Whenever brothers he used to play well with gathered, it became like heaven to him.
The table with people of the same age was especially lively.
The grandmother asked in a low voice, "Won't you go play with your brothers and sisters?"
Fu Ying shook her head shyly.
Grandma smiled as she stroked her head: "My Yingying was quite wild as a child, but she has grown up to be so polite."
