Grandma Lu turned to look at Lin Wu.
The girl's face was hidden in the golden sunset, her cheeks dimpled as if they could suck someone in.
Beautiful and natural.
This smile directly infected Grandma Lu, and she said with a chuckle, "Xiao Wu, make sure you're seated securely, we're about to set off."
"Mhm." Lin Wu nodded.
Grandma Lu looked ahead at the road, calling out cheerily, "Kids, make way, please."
The students blocking the path immediately cleared a way for Grandma Lu's tricycle.
Grandma Lu turned the handlebars, and the electric tricycle began to move swiftly.
The wind whipped up Lin Wu's long hair.
It was very messy.
Yet, the messiness revealed a different kind of beauty.
Passersby couldn't help but turn their heads to look.
The old woman collecting scrap, pedaling her tricycle and carrying her beautiful granddaughter, moved through the bustling streets, creating a stark contrast.
