Lu Lao Tou seemed to be in a great mood today, humming Peking opera as he walked along. Upon seeing his granddaughter, he showed no surprise at all, perhaps having been tipped off earlier. In Manman's view, her grandfather's gaze when looking at her had softened a lot compared to before. There was no longer the distance that there used to be. Her impression of him was also slowly changing. At first, she felt he was stern and sly, but now, perhaps it'd be most fitting to describe Lu Lao Tou as very shrewd. Moreover, the old man seemed to enjoy cracking jokes with her more and more.
"Did you come by yourself today?"
"Yes." Manman stood up, ready to make room for her grandfather.
"There's plenty of space here. Why stand up? People will think I'm bullying you if they see this." After saying that, Lu Lao Tou directly pulled up a small stool next to Zhong Shukang and sat down.
Manman, left speechless by the elder, sat back down.
