By a little past eight o'clock in the evening, it was time for little Pangpang to go to bed, yawning one after another, his big eyes becoming groggy.
Seeing her child like this, Shen Yunfang started to prepare for the mother and son to go to sleep.
She took out a sling and placed her child on her chest again.
"What are you doing? If you're heading to the bathroom, you don't need to bring the kid. You can leave him on the bed; we can watch him for a while," the old lady didn't speak until she saw Shen Yunfang strap the child to her front.
Without turning her head, Shen Yunfang replied, "No need, granny. My child is shy with strangers, and he'll cry if I'm not around. Better to take him with me. It's not far anyway."
In just a few hours, she had figured out what kind of people the mother and daughter opposite her were. How could she trust them to watch her child? Better to keep him close for peace of mind.
