"Nianhua is here?" Xiong Xihua was filling bottles with the chili sauce she had made. When she saw Xu Nianhua, she praised her, "Nianhua is getting prettier and prettier. It's a shame I only have two smelly boys and no beautiful daughter like Nianhua."
Xiong Xihua meant every word. Having only two sons herself, she took special liking to other people's lovely daughters.
"Auntie, I saw Xiaojing just a few days ago. He's really grown strong and looks so good," Xu Nianhua said. Xiaojing, whom she mentioned, was Xiong Xihua's grandson, the son of her son Xu Song. He was just over a year old, and would be two after the New Year.
Chubby and adorable, he was at his cutest age.