Lao Zhu was completely unfazed, stepping forward directly: "Yes, Zu Jun is my granddaughter… These guys next to me are my sworn brothers from my younger days, plus some of our relatives… We've thickened our skin to bring so many people this time, sorry to bother you all!"
"Oh, come on!" Wu Lan didn't think twice: "What are you talking about? Secretary Xiaozu is family, everyone here is a relative… Quick, quick, quick, it's cold outside, let's get inside! We even fired up the stove in the big room today."
Probably because they had been sitting in the car for a long time, the guests were wearing rather light clothing. Wu Lan, concerned, asked, "Did you bring warm clothes? If not, I can lend you a few pairs of quilted cotton pants to wear?"
We've got dozens of pairs at home, all prepared to be given out before the New Year—they haven't been distributed yet!
