Chuxia's family lived in Dalin Village, while her grandmother's family resided in Xiaolin Village, merely three li away. Although it was a walk away, it didn't take too long.
Fifteen minutes later, Old Master Zhao and Old Lady Zhao, who were sunbathing at the entrance of the main hall, heard the main gate creak open. Squinting towards the gate, they both happily stood up.
"Chuxia, why hold such a grudge..." Her grandmother approached, taking Chuxia's hand tenderly, "Haven't you come to see your grandparents in months?"
"Grandma, Grandpa..." Chuxia's face turned sheepish; she knew her grandparents doted on her very much, but because she was afraid of slipping up, she had only visited twice in the past six months.
"The child is here now, why say such useless words?"
