Sui Sui had never been this happy before; the toys Wen Changrong made were unlike anything he had ever seen.
While abroad, his parents kept a close eye on him, and apart from the toys and bicycles that every kid seemed to have, he had never seen toys carved out of wood. His eyes seemed to shine with fascination.
Although the old man kept insisting that he call him Grandpa, Sui Sui quickly gave in for the sake of those fascinating toys.
And that's not all—what made him even happier was that Wen Changrong actually crawled on the floor and let him ride on his back, carrying him all over the living room.
Sui Sui's shrill laughter echoed through the living room in bursts.
Wen Changrong's hearty laughter also rose and fell.
As Su Yingru finished tidying up the kitchen with Aunt Zhou and returned to the living room, the sight before her brought a smile to her eyes.
It was the first time that grandfather and grandson had played so joyfully today.
