Old Madam Xiao's tone was full of confusion and disbelief.
She had only just run into a middle school classmate today... and she knew her grandson?
What kind of incredible coincidence was this?
Grandmother Zhao was still in shock at seeing this child again.
She hadn't heard what Old Madam Xiao said.
Xiao Xiao smiled at his grandmother.
"We've met once before."
He turned up the corners of his mouth at Grandmother Zhao. "Hello, ma'am."
"Yes."
"Is that strange?"
Old Madam Xiao smiled.
"You happened to run into a child who turned out to be her grandson..."
Grandmother Zhao still found that rather strange and unbelievable.
Grandmother Zhao thought of something and changed the subject. "You and his grandmother were classmates."
"Oh..."
Grandmother Zhao smiled.
The child was so outstanding—of course she ought to praise him more.
Step by step, she had made progress.
If Grandmother Zhao had really told her about it, she should have mentioned it to Xiao Xiao's mother too...
But because of Xiao Xiao, that experience had become a rather special memory for Huang Pingyi, one that seemed a little amusing in retrospect.
Had she really never mentioned it, from beginning to end?!
Madam Xiao shook her head.
"That's true."
"Exactly."
Her grandson really was that impressive.
Ah...
"You're her grandson?!"
Hmm.
"Grandmother Zhao."
On holidays and under ordinary circumstances, Grandmother Zhao's family would come visit her, or Huang Pingyi would have other plans...
At the time, every passerby who had stopped to watch had sided with the child, giving her disapproving looks...
She also felt that she shouldn't forget something involving her own grandson.
Grandmother Zhao narrowed her eyes.
So Grandmother Zhao usually came to the teahouse on weekdays.
"What is it?"
If she hadn't mentioned it, then