Early the next morning, the Bai family's house's doorbell rang.
Sleeping in Bai Qingqing's bed, Winston was immediately alerted. His body moved, and Bai Qingqing woke up too.
She took a look at the window—the sky was only starting to light up. She said in a soft voice, "It's still early. Let's sleep for a little longer."
"The doorbell rang. I'll put on my clothes first." Winston darted out from under the blankets carefully, tucking her under, then put on his clothes.
Bai Qingqing found it strange. "It's so early. Who could it be?"
It wasn't time for Daddy Bai and Mommy Bai to go to work. Fearing that they'd be woken up, Bai Qingqing also immediately put on her cotton pajamas and slippers before going to open the door.
Bai Qingqing looked out of the peephole and realized that it was the old grandfather who lived upstairs. He'd always go downstairs to practice Taichi every day early in the morning. Why had he come?
