"The furniture Uncle makes is particularly good."
"The cabinets in my home are incredibly practical."
Pei Yicheng's lips seemed as though they were coated with honey.
Xu Nianhua looked at him in amazement and asked, "Yicheng, I remember when I first met you, you didn't make a peep, just like a sulky bottle gourd."
"The first time I met you, you were a little girl who wasn't afraid of pain. It wasn't until later that I realized, you..." Pei Yicheng paused, then said, "are a match for Grandpa Du."
Xu Nianhua's eyelids twitched as she inquired, "What do you mean?"
How could she be a match for Grandpa Du?
Nagging, fretting, the kind who has to repeat an instruction N times over.
However, when Pei Yicheng lifted his head and paused again, faced with her bright and sparkling eyes, he carefully chose his words in his heart and said, "You're very caring."
Xu Nianhua grinned and instantly felt happy. She said, "Of course, we're friends, so of course I should take care of you."
