"I know, I know, we talked about it last time we were on the phone, and you mentioned your name then."
"Grandma's memory is still sharp."
The old lady chuckled, "Don't think just because I'm old I can't remember things. Young man, what's your zodiac sign, and how old are you? How long have you known our Ranran? This sudden flash marriage of yours, I don't know anything about it yet."
Fu Chenlie answered only one of Grandma's many questions, "I'm 25 this year."
"25, three years older than Ranran, but three years isn't a lot or too little, just right. You two are well matched in terms of age."
"Mm."
Wen Ran supported the old lady's arm, "Grandma, shall we sit over by the stone bench and talk?"
"Yes, yes, let's sit down and talk."
The three of them sat on a stone bench in the courtyard. The old lady looked at Fu Chenlie and then at Wen Ran, "Ranran, your son-in-law is quite handsome. How do you two get along usually?"
How do they get along?