But the old man took his wife's hand, shook it gently, like a child, and said coquettishly: "Kiss me again. If you kiss me again, I promise to be obedient and take pictures well, okay?"
"You are not a child anymore. You are old, do you still want me to kiss you?" The old woman gave the old man an angry look.
However, the grandfather said: "I am not a child of two or three years old, but I am an old boy of sixty or seventy years old. Wife, please kiss me again."
Maybe the old lady couldn't stand the old man's softness and hardness, so she pursed her lips, nodded and said, "Okay, just kiss me again. Don't be greedy anymore."
"Well, I listen to the old lady." The old man nodded.
Then I saw the old lady getting close to the old grandfather’s face and kissing him again.
At this time, the old man smiled brighter than before.
It was as if, in an instant, the ice and snow melted and spring flowers bloomed.
Only then did Xiaotang truly understand that the grandfather was not born with an ice face, but that he needed the gentleness of the grandmother to melt it.
What he loves is grandma, and only grandma can make him warm like the sun.
"Little girl, are you ready to take the photo?" The old lady waved to Xiaotang.
Xiaotang nodded, she took several photos, they were perfect.
"That's how I am, an old man, just like a child. I make you laugh." The old woman said to Xiaotang.
She said she was blaming, but her face was full of happiness.
As if he couldn't hear what she said, the old man leaned over to look at the photo. Then his eyes lit up and he said happily: "My wife is so beautiful, no matter how you take the photo, she looks beautiful."
When the old lady heard this, she snorted, "My face is full of wrinkles, and I am so old. Can I still describe it as beautiful?"
The old man said seriously: "Of course. In my eyes, my wife, you are the most beautiful. You are eighteen years old. The girls outside are not as good-looking as you."
Hearing this, the old lady screamed, "What nonsense are you talking about? Isn't the little girl in front of us beautiful?"
"That's not as good-looking as you. My wife is the most beautiful in the world." The old man said stubbornly.
Xiaotang was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the two people in front of him.
She felt that this mouthful of dog food was so sweet that she was being held up.
Seeing Xiaotang's expression, the old lady thought she was frightened, and quickly explained: "My husband is like this. He often talks without hesitation. Don't be as knowledgeable as her."
"I don't know how." Xiaotang smiled, "I just think my grandparents are so happy."
"You will also be happy." The old lady held Xiaotang's hand, patted it gently, and then said: "You look like a kind girl at first sight, and you will meet your happiness in the future."
Xiaotang nodded, but surprisingly, when she heard the word happiness, the shadow of He Yuntian appeared in her mind.
The corners of her mouth turned up, feeling very melancholy. Why did she always think about those strange things.
"Little girl, thank you very much. Let's go first." The old lady waved her hand to Xiaotang.
Xiaotang said you're welcome and watched the two of them leave.
She suddenly felt that the most beautiful state of love was like this.
You don't want to be grand, but you want someone to indulge your cuteness when you are old.
Grandpa is happy, and so is grandma.
Just when Xiaotang was lamenting this, a voice suddenly appeared from behind, "You are Mrs. He, right?"
Xiaotang turned around and saw a bright and dazzling face, "It's me." (To be continued)