The smile in the woman's eyes deepened.
"Please take all of these."
"I'll make up Uncle Zou's share for him later."
"You're leaving today."
"Take these egg pancakes as a farewell gift."
"I hope you won't think they're too shabby."
"Here, take them."
The old man pushed the basket toward him again.
"I said take them, so take them."
"Why are you being so polite?"
The old man pretended to be angry.
"You're such a stubborn kid."
"Every time I ask you to take something, you make it so difficult."
"All right."
Xiao Xiao was just about to take the basket.
The old man had insisted. How could he refuse?
But then the old man seemed to realize something and pulled his hand back.
"Wait."
"Why am I handing it to you?"
The old man looked a little regretful.
"You don't have any hands free."
"See? I'm getting old and forgetful."
"Why did I go on talking so much just now?"
"I should've just carried it over myself..."
Xiao Xiao felt a little regretful.
The old man had come to his senses at the last moment.
"Grandpa Zou, won't this be too heavy for you?"
There was Osmanthus Jam and egg pancakes.
"Too heavy?"
The old man rolled his eyes.
"I'm old, sure."
"But I'm still in good shape."
"Besides, I only added a few egg pancakes..."
"How heavy can a few egg pancakes be?"
"How heavy can one basket be?"
"What's the difference between adding them and not adding them?"
Was he looking down on the elderly?
This old man, who lived in the mountains, was in better shape than many young people in the city.
"Uncle Zou, let me carry it."
The woman had listened for a while and figured out what