"Ai."
Lyra Du let her hold her left hand, and gently pinched her little face with her right hand, making the little girl giggle.
In the main hall, Nora Guihua's family had already sat down, and Zhang was pouring tea. Lyra Du glanced at the people at the table. A fat middle-aged woman in her forties, obviously her aunt, was sitting next to her. A boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a dark face and a shy look, was sitting next to her. This was her aunt's youngest son, Chen Deyi. There was also a three or four-year-old boy, who Lyra Du did not recognize, but thought he should be her aunt's grandson.
"Sister, brother-in-law, you come so early." A hearty voice sounded. It was Nora Guixiang. As soon as she saw Nora, she stood up and greeted her and Owen Du.
"Not early, not early. I just arrived a while ago." Nora replied with a smile.
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