Upon hearing this, Little Ni Yun quickly threw away the small shovel and patted his chest, saying, "Sister! I can help Grandpa! I'm really great!"
Elder Zheng laughed and said, "Yes, yes, Yunyun can help me, Yangyang, you don't need to worry about me anymore. Go ahead and do your thing."
Ni Yang arrived at Grandma Liu's house.
Grandma Liu was bathing her cat on the balcony.
At the time, it was rare in the countryside for people to bathe their cats, but Grandma Liu was such a particular person.
Due to her aristocratic birth, she always carried an inherent dignity.
Even though she was down on her luck now, that dignity was still preserved.
"Meow, meow, meow." Grandma Liu had not yet seen Ni Yang; it was the little cat that saw her first.
"Yangyang is here!" Seeing Ni Yang, Grandma Liu smiled happily.
"Grandma Liu, you're bathing Dapang." Dapang was a Chinese orange tabby cat, known for being particularly plump.
