Shen Yinian's facial injury was getting better day by day. At the same time, the home had seen an increase of a frequent little visitor.
"Shen Yinian, hurry up, we're just waiting for you!"
Early in the morning, Zeng Yi yelled from outside the yard.
Shen Yinian frowned, and Lin Xiaoguai chuckled as she stuffed two steaming meat buns into his hands.
"Go on, you and Zeng Yi take one each."
Shen Yinian sighed, "Alright, Mom, I'm going."
Lin Xiaoguai bent down and kissed his forehead, "Remember to come back before lunch."
"I will."
She watched her son leave the yard, being hurried away by Zeng Yi, and couldn't help but smile.
"Zeng Yi has come again?" Luo Yufang came out of the room, noticed the great-grandson was gone, and knowingly asked.
Lin Xiaoguai nodded, "He's been here since early, shouting loudly in the yard."
