Ending (Two)

"Grandma!"

Ming Ya turned to find her grandson standing on the doorstep holding his bag. She cared for no one and slapped away her husband's hand and rushed to her grandson's side. 

"Easy, grandma. You will sprain your ankle, " Song Wei said as he met her halfway. He hugged his grandmother tightly and kissed her forehead. "I missed you a lot, grandma."

Ming Ya cupped his face and dropped several kisses on his face. "My sweet boy. Grandma missed you a lot." She held his hand and said, "Look at your hands. How thin you have gotten? Don't Americans feed you good food? You were so healthy when you left and now look at my boy. Come, sweet boy, your grandma will feed you healthy food."

Song Wei nodded his head obediently. "Yes, grandma."

"Look at him acting so obedient, "Song Qing scoffed but the oldies around him just scoffed. 

"Brother, you can't be jealous of your grandson, are you?" Chen Yuling asked.