In the kitchen.
Grandma Yan, Grandpa Xiao and Ning Wei were having their breakfast, while Ye Qian, Yuan Meng sat beside them and the two little girls were playing with their new friend.
The Little Sparrow.
Ye Qian sat in a daze while holding the small piece of apple as the small sparrow pecked on it.
The two ladies nodded as to what Ye Qian said before and thought about it.
The two turned to each other and nodded as if in acceptance.
To them, though the small sparrow looked beautiful and cute, they understood that there was definitely something quite different about it for sure.
And if Ye Qian was suggesting for the two little girls to have the small sparrow with them there was definitely some reason or he would have also not thought of something like this.
