The wrinkles at the corners of the old man's eyes relaxed. "All right."
"Grandpa will tell Nannan."
"Hehe."
The little girl broke into a grin. "Grandpa really is the best!"
"You little flatterer."
The woman shook her head.
She was grinning just like the little dog at home that begged for food.
"Then, Dad, we're off."
The man said goodbye to the old man.
"Mm. Be careful on the way back."
"Don't drive too fast."
The old man reminded them of a few things.
"Got it."
The man waved from the stairs. "Dad, make sure you lock the door."
"Go to bed early tonight."
"Call us if anything happens."
"Goodbye, Grandpa."
Holding her mother's hand with one of hers, the little girl waved to the old man with the other, imitating her father.
The old man walked out onto the balcony.
After waiting a while, he heard his granddaughter's lively voice coming from downstairs.
"Mommy, Grandpa's so nice. I want to meet a spirit too."
"Grandpa... fruit... ate it..."
"..."
"Tasty!"
The little girl answered firmly.
The old man heard Child's Mom laugh.
A smile also appeared on his face.
He remembered how the child had scrunched up her face just now, looking like a little old lady.
"You little rascal."
The woman shook her head.
"I think you'd say anything given to you by a spirit was tasty."
"But the spirit gave me that fruit."
"How could it not be tasty?!"
The little girl argued with righteous conviction.
The woman's face was full of smiles.
She thought her daughter was just too funny.
"Yes, yes."
She nodded in agreement. "After all, it was fruit from a spirit."
"Mm-hmm!"
The little girl nodded hard.
The car engine started, and the old man watched the car