The taste of home

"It's the New Year! How could I not come back? Besides, I've heard from Leng Shuang and others that Grandmother is pregnant, so of course, I have to come back." She smiled, with both eyes squinted to half-moon. She took his hand and said, "Grandfather, I also bring you a New Year's gift."

"Hahaha, good, good. I know you're a considerate girl." He nodded happily and patted her hand.

"You immediately forgot your father after seeing your grandfather, didn't you? Why didn't I hear you bring me a present?" Feng Xiao's voice came from behind. Although it was solemn, it still carried an unconcealed smile.

 "I got presents for all of you. " She started laughing. When she looked back, she saw the little guy standing beside her father was staring at her. She laughed, "I also have one for Little Hell's Lord."