"Don't forget the grapes, I almost forgot them again. We didn't bring any to Great Uncle's house either," Lu Yun reminded her.
"I remember. Dad will go over to Great Uncle's tonight. Why are you so naggy? You really are a little worrywart," Xia Yuan said, rubbing her daughter's head while speaking, yet the corners of her mouth curved up. How come she found her daughter's temperament more and more similar to Lu Aiguo's? That fussy nature was as if cast from the same mold.
Am I really being too naggy? Lu Yun reflected inwardly and then flashed a bright smile at Xia Yuan.
With a basket in hand, Xia Yuan held Lu Yun's hand as they walked to Lu Erbo's (second uncle's) house. The basket was filled with a bunch of freshly picked grapes, which neither Lu Dabo (elder uncle) nor Lu Erbo had cultivated—in fact, no one in Yushu Village had, making theirs utterly unique.
