Tang Bao ran to Jian Anguo with a childish and tender voice, sweat still glistening on her little forehead, and she said coyly, "Grandpa... I prepared a gift for you... Do you want to see it?"
The little girl's big, sparkling eyes clearly conveyed, "Look, look, look."
Jian Anguo curled his lips into a smile, picked up the little girl in his arms, and said kindly, "Of course, I want to see it..."
"Hehe... Here, this is your New Year's gift..."
With that, the little girl took out the drawing she had been hiding behind her back.
Jian Ran and Gu Mochen were also curious and leaned forward to take a look.
"Grandpa, this is you... so handsome. This is my daddy, mommy, and mommy's tummy is drawn a bit big... because there's a little brother inside... hehe. And then... this person with a flower on her head, that's me!"
The little girl introduced her drawing seriously, prompting tears of joy to brim in Jian Anguo's eyes.
Indeed... Seeing the next generation feels wonderful.
