The grandparent and grandchild were about to head into the house and hadn't even opened the iron gate when the sound of a car stopping came from behind, along with Su Chenfei's voice, "Hey, why is Little Auntie at the gate? Ouch, I've missed you so much!"
Mianmian turned to look at Su Chenfei, but before she could speak, she was swept into a full embrace by Su Chenfei, who had hurried to the gate.
Su Chenfei pressed his face against Mianmian's, rubbing back and forth, squishing all of Mianmian's features together.
Feeling the warmth of her seventh grandchild's affection, Mianmian waited a while before extending her little hand to push him, "Okay, okay, Seventh Grandchild, that's enough. If you keep squishing Mianmian's face like this, it's going to become all crooked."