Jiang Mianmian nodded obediently, "Mm-hmm, thank you, Uncle Zhang Li."
"It's us who should thank you," Zhang Li squeezed Jiang Mianmian's hand, bowed respectfully to Elder Yu, and then left with his companions.
Once everyone had left, Elder Yu sat on the sofa, looked at Jiang Mianmian with loving eyes, and said, "Mianmian, stay in Capital City for a few more days this time, don't rush back, just like you're at your own home."
"Yes, Grandpa Yu, I will," Jiang Mianmian replied sweetly with a nod.
That evening, Aunt Sun specially prepared a big table of dishes, and the grandparents and grandchild had a very warm dinner together.
Early the next morning, right after Jiang Mianmian had finished breakfast, Tang Lin and Cheng An arrived.
"Brother Tang Lin, Brother Cheng An, Brother Xu Sheng, good morning," Jiang Mianmian greeted each one in turn.
"Mm, good morning, Mianmian. How did you sleep?" Tang Lin asked cheerily.
