Lu Jiang's father unloaded the luggage from his back, shoulders, and hands, and embraced his little grandson... ah, no, his precious grandson with open arms. "Aiyo, my Little Xibao, it's been almost a year since you saw Grandpa, do you miss Grandpa? Grandpa has missed you to death!"
"Grandpa, I missed you to death, too!" Xibao's mouth was sweet as honey. "I have a younger brother now, I'm not Little Xibao anymore."
"Alright, alright, you're Big Xibao, but you're still Grandpa's precious grandson!"
Xibao's face lit up with a smile. "Am I Grandpa's precious one?"
"Of course, Grandpa loves Xibao the most!" It was Xibao who truly allowed Lu Jiang's father to experience the joy of spoiling his grandchild, which naturally placed him in a special position in his grandfather's heart.
Xibao was especially excited. "I love Grandpa the most, too!"
Apart from Mom and Dad, Grandpa was his favorite, no question about it; Xibao confidently tapped his own head.