Afternoon.
Ji Wumian came home with a bag of dough and chopped meat, announcing that they would be making dumplings tonight.
Ji Jingqiu didn't say much; since the old man had decided, he would not obstruct.
The grandfather and grandson duo wrapped thirty dumplings; after boiling, the elder only served ten and told Ji Jingqiu to eat more of the rest.
Once dinner was over.
The grandfather patted the neatly packed simple luggage, which now also had an armband tied over his shoulder, reading "Little Red Flowers Tour Group."
"Let's go, see me off; it's a good chance to talk about some things on the way."
Ji Jingqiu nodded, helping the elder to lift the luggage.
He didn't know what it contained, but it felt quite heavy even for his strong physique.
He impulsively opened it for a look.
After all, they were family; no need for courtesy.
To his surprise, it was a suitcase nested within another suitcase.
"A Matryoshka?"
