Her eyes were no longer blurry, her head no longer dizzy, she walked faster with her cane than Jian Lianxi.
Her obedient granddaughter still remembered the gold-thread craft she had taught her after all these years. What a faithful child!
"Grandma, slow down."
Helplessly, Jian Lianxi followed, afraid she would fall.
They say that grandparents and grandchildren share a special bond. The old lady had always adored her three grandchildren since they were little, especially the youngest, Jian Yinyin, who she would hold all day long.
"It's you who are too slow."
The old lady quickly got into the elevator. Noticing her eldest grandson still lagging behind, she tapped her cane impatiently on the floor.
"Hurry up, if you don't come in quick, I'm going to see Yinyin by myself!"
"Grandma, you're so unfair." Jian Lianxi trudged in the elevator and pressed the floor button.
"With the return of my granddaughter, I could hardly care less about my grandson."