Madame Chu looked at the two of them, her eyes crinkling deeper with her smile.
Even the usually cold-faced Chen Ruomei had a gentle smile gracing her eyes and brows, softening her entire demeanor considerably.
Mrs. Chu sat on the central sofa, flanked by Chu Jiadong on one side and Chen Ruomei on the other.
All five of them held red envelopes that were almost bursting at the seams.
Chu You knelt first before Madame Chu, with Nian Yuyu kneeling beside him, both holding up two teacups.
Nian Yuyu's smile blossomed like flowers, "Grandma, please drink the tea."
Madame Chu's face glowed red as she gave a hearty affirmation, "Ah!"
After drinking the tea, she took Nian Yuyu's hand and caressed the back of it, her eyes shimmering with tears.
"Yuyu." The old lady's slightly hunched back straightened a bit, "Thank you."
She wasn't an old-fashioned person and knew well the psychological scars her generation's unresolved issues had left on her grandson.