Manman faced Yao Grandpa calmly, "Big Brother Yao."
Yao Grandpa sat down opposite them, his eyes first took in Peng Fang, and said, "It's Afang's first time visiting, isn't it."
"Yes," Peng Fang answered, and as she spoke, her eyes slid over to Yao Zibao seated in the corner, thinking that the two brothers really didn't look alike. Not to mention their appearances, mainly it was Grandpa Yao—every word and every move he made resembled her aunt and cousin, full of vigor. Yao Zibao, on the other hand, was much more approachable.
"Your cousin and I were college classmates. You can come over to our house often to play," Grandpa Yao invited sincerely.
Peng Fang nodded like a little bunny.
Listening to their conversation, Manman seemed to vaguely discern something.
When Grandpa Yao turned back to talk to Manman, his smile relaxed: "What souvenir do you want your brother to bring you? Let me give some suggestions."
