By the time Shen Xian drove the child back home, the sky had already darkened.
Grandma Shen was at Auntie Zhang's house, comforting the anxious child's grandparents and parents.
When the few people inside heard a car pull up outside, they rushed out in a hurry.
"Xianxian, are you back?"
"Tongtong, where's Tongtong?"
The parents called out for their own children and when Shen Xian opened the passenger door to pick up the unharmed Zhang Tong, Auntie Zhang flew over, snatching the child into her arms, crying and laughing at the same time.
"You naughty child, who told you to run off like that!"
Auntie Zhang raised her hand to smack but in the end, her hand suspended in mid-air, couldn't bring herself to follow through and instead patted Zhang Tong's round cheeks.
Zhang Tong's parents followed behind, and seeing their daughter laughing without a care, felt quite helpless.
