Mo Xu didn't hold a grudge against his nephew. It was just a bite, and he had himself to blame for it.
Mother Mo saw that her son's wound had already been treated, so she stopped worrying.
"Good grandson, tell me what you like to eat. I'll take some for you."
The little bun, who had done something bad, felt guilty:
"Ningning is full. Grandma, eat."
Mother Mo let out a light sigh and continued:
"Then, does Ningning have any places he wants to go? Grandma and Grandpa will take you out to play."
Eh, were there any fun places?
He started to count in his heart: Amusement park, ocean aquarium, zoo, botanical garden... Yes, there were many, many more.
But?
His worried eyes secretly glanced at Father and Mother Mo. Grandpa and Grandma were old, so it would be better to go to the botanical garden.
As for the other places, he would go with Jiang Tingxu.
"Grandma, let's go to the botanical garden to see the flowers."
