"Oh, Grandpa's birthday is coming up, Grandma, how do you want to celebrate it for Grandpa?" Li Jinghan asked.
Old Madam Li pondered for a moment and said to him, "Your grandpa doesn't want anything too extravagant; just calling the relatives over for a birthday celebration will be fine."
"Mom, it's Dad's eightieth birthday this year, we can't be careless about it," Xu Peirong walked over and said, "Zhenting even mentioned the other day that we should have a big celebration. Leave the planning of Dad's birthday banquet to me."
Li Jinghan said, "Mom is right, it's Grandpa's eightieth birthday this year, we should plan it well."
"Then let's ask the old man what he thinks," Old Madam Li said to Li Jinghan: "If that's it, you can go back, Qiqi didn't come, so I won't keep you here for dinner."
Li Jinghan touched his nose and smiled wryly, "Okay then, I'll be going, heading home to eat."