Old Shu has been consuming the Lingzhi sent by the Ruan Family for the past two years, and his health has improved tremendously. This year, he doesn't even need his cane anymore, and his once-grey hair is gradually turning black again. He looked incredibly energetic.
Jiaojiao ran over like a whirlwind, throwing herself into his arms. Tilting her head back, she started to sweetly dote on him with no end to her sugary words: "Grandpa, Jiaojiao missed you so much."
"Oh my, Grandpa's little sweetheart! Grandpa missed you to death too!" Old Shu caught the little girl rushing into his arms. Hearing her words, his heart felt like it was soaking in honey, utterly delighted.
"Jiaojiao, you can't do that. What if you accidentally hurt Grandpa?" Ruanlin Family's matriarch softly admonished her from behind.
