Shen Jinci said, "Xiaoxiao is my son, he doesn't need a greenhouse; he can face anything."
Bian Xiao really did as Tong Bian Yue said, and came that very night.
The little guy ran to Wen Yongwei with his backpack bouncing along, "Grandpa! Grandpa, I've come to see you!"
Wen Yongwei was very happy.
He smiled as he got up, took the initiative to hug the little one running towards him, and said with a smile, "Xiaoxiao, how come you're here!"
"I missed grandpa, so here I am!" Bian Xiao said seriously: "Mom and Dad said Xiaoxiao can stay as long as he wants this time."
Wen Yongwei nodded repeatedly, saying lots of 'goods'.
Bian Xiao took out many small toys from his backpack, saying these were his favorite and he wanted to give them all to grandpa.
Wen Yongwei was delighted, the old and the young chatted lively in the hall.
Wen Jiao and Shen Zhaoli stood at the entrance, watching the two interact.
Shen Zhaoli, smiling, pinched Wen Jiao's face, "Don't cry, look how happy dad is."
