The Old Lady Blake knew her grandson was a bit sensitive.
She rushed to say, "Edwin, come over, take a look at your childhood photos. Your father took some with him; they are in his wallet. Come see."
Edwin Blake declined immediately, "Not looking, not interested, it's nothing to do with me."
"How can it have nothing to do with you, come quickly and see."
Ivy River was the first to notice Adrian's disappointment.
Besides, she knew Edwin Blake well enough.
She knew he actually wanted to see them.
But he just couldn't say it.
Simply wouldn't yield.
So she dragged Edwin Blake over, "Take a look, you even wore crotchless pants as a kid, aren't these your photos, right?"
"These are childhood memories, ones you should see. Thanks to Uncle Blake for keeping them so well, hurry and thank your dad!"
Ivy River spoke the latter part through gritted teeth.
Edwin Blake didn't continue to fuel Ivy River's anger.
He hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, I'll take a look, thank you... Dad."
