"Okay, Uncle."
An old-fashioned bicycle was ridden out by Uncle Qin. Li Zhiyuan wanted to sit on the back seat, but Uncle Qin grabbed him with one hand and placed him on the front bar instead.
As the two rode downhill and left, Qin Li subconsciously started to walk in that direction but was seized by Liu Yumei.
The girl's eyelashes began to flutter.
"Alii, Grandma knows you want to play with Xiaoyuan, but Xiaoyuan has his own things to do right now. You should wait at home for him to return after he's finished.
If you just keep sticking to him, it might make him feel tired and annoyed, and then he might not want to play with you anymore."
Hearing this, the girl turned her head to look at her grandmother. In her gaze, a hint of barely noticeable confusion seemed to flicker.
But Liu Yumei still caught it. She was very pleased, yet also very sad.
