Jiang Mianmian had no such worries, and even thought the old man was going to lead her by hand, so she affectionately and proactively reached out to hold Elder Yu's large hand: "Okay."
Elder Yu didn't expect her to be so bold, and after a moment of surprise, he took her small hand and walked toward the house.
Looking at the old and young hand in hand, anyone who didn't know them would think Jiang Mianmian was Elder Yu's own granddaughter.
Yu Cheng, the legitimate grandson, was instead left behind, walking slowly with his long legs.
After entering the house, Elder Yu took a seat on the sofa and said, "Come, Mianmian, sit here. Grandpa Yu has prepared candies, pastries, and fruits for you. Help yourself to whatever you like, and don't be shy, just like it's your own home."
"Thank you, Grandpa Yu." Jiang Mianmian happily sat down next to him and began eating a slice of watermelon that had been cut into small pieces.
