Gu Hangshen had spent the night at the old house; he wished to be intimate with his wife, but the presence of an invincible light bulb, sleeping between them, restricted him, and he had to endure it.
The next morning, his glance at Xiaoqiao was full of unspoken grievances.
After breakfast, the family of three was ready to say goodbye.
Gu Hangshen repeatedly assured, "Grandpa, I'll make sure to take good care of Xiaoqiao and the child."
"Grandpa, please take care of yourself…" Xiaoqiao's eyes brimmed with tears, staring at the old man with snow-white hair, she almost didn't want to leave. She and Gu Hangshen had mentioned several times that they wanted to bring him over to care for him, but the old man stubbornly refused to move.
Xiao Nian also looked at her grandpa reluctantly, "Grandpa, grandpa, next time Xiao Nian comes to visit, I'll bring something tasty for grandpa…"
