So.
She can't miss it.
In the blink of an eye, the second day had arrived.
The Lantern Festival was bustling.
The streets were crowded with people.
The Thompson Clan organized a lion dance.
Thompson pushed the wheelchair and slowly walked down the street.
The three daughters-in-law followed behind him.
Busy to show her filial piety, Zoe Fedener came forward, "Vicki, you must be tired from pushing for such a long time. Let me do it."
"That would be great. Thank you," Thompson replied.
Zoe Fedener, smiling, said: "We're family, don't mention the trouble. Besides, taking care of grandma is my duty."
Lady Thompson, sitting in her wheelchair, didn't speak. Even though the streets were lively, her face bore no smile.
Instead, she wore a stern look.
Seeing Zoe Fedener trying to make her presence known to Lady Thompson, Ava Kamani couldn't help but compete, "Mom, do you want to eat something? They are selling pastries over there. Would you like me to buy some for you?"
