""Oh, what a bother I'm causing you."
Cheng Yulan's smile bloomed like a chrysanthemum as she nodded continuously at Jiang He, then turned to close the door and head back inside.
"Didn't you say you were going to Xu's to do your homework?"
"Yes, I did so much." Yan boasted, holding up her notebook.
"So why did the sister from upstairs just bring you back?"
"Xu was afraid I'd tumble down the stairs, so he asked Jiang He to bring me up."
As Yan spoke, she grabbed a large apple from the coffee table and took a big bite with a crunch.
Sweet.
I'll have to bring some for Xu to try next time.
"Oh—this kid's pretty thoughtful," Cheng Yulan said affirmatively, then started looking over her granddaughter's homework.
Although she couldn't understand it, the dense writing showed Yan hadn't been lazy. "Write more, let Xu Qing teach you more, or else when your mom comes over and sees that the homework hasn't been touched, she won't bring you over to Grandma's to play next time."
