Shen Jiayin bit her lip: "Grandma, I, I don't have any other intentions."
"I won't argue with you." The old lady waved her hand, "It's your business, you handle it yourself."
Shen Jiayin said nothing.
Grandma Shen saw her staying silent and thought this child, like her father and grandfather, is as stubborn as a bull, always moving forward without turning her head. In anger, the old lady simply grabbed the quilt and prepared to sleep.
Shen Jiayin silently bowed her head, continuing to stitch the leg warmers diligently under the dim light of the table lamp.
Grandma Shen quietly turned her head back, looking at her serious and stubborn demeanor, thus deciding to hold back the news of leaving, planning to tell her tomorrow instead.
