It was a little after seven when Ye Wan got home. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Aunt Lan pointing in the direction of the little bun and pouting at her.

The implication is: Xiao Cheng is unhappy, you should go and take a look.

Ye Wan changed into slippers and went to the kitchen to drink a glass of water. He waited until the coldness in his body was no longer so severe before going to the little bun's room.

The little guy was sitting on the carpet by the window, playing with Lego. He looked unhappy, and his face no longer had its usual spirit.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Wan went over and sat next to the little bun, looking at his features and asked.

After school on Friday, little Baozi was taken to Jiang's house.

There is no need to mention Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang. If the little boy wants stars, I guess they will both be busy looking for a ladder to pick them for him.

Brother Jiang is a new father. As long as he is in his villa halfway up the mountain, he holds the little baby in his hands and holds the little kitten in his arms, and he is extremely patient.

Even the second brother Jiang, who is not so easy to approach, would occasionally bring Transformers and Ultraman home.

The only exception is Jiang Keer who would quarrel with Xiao Baozi.

But the two of them quarreled badly and had the best relationship. After not seeing each other for a few days, the little boy would keep calling Sister Ke'er on his left and Sister Ke'er on his right.

Ye Wan thought about it over and over again, but couldn't figure out who would make him so unhappy.

"Ye Xiaowan, when people get old, do they all die?"

The little boy looked up at Ye Wan, his eyes turning red, as if he was about to cry.

Ye Wan turned around and saw several books piled next to the bookshelf.

Badger gift.

Like daddy.

I love you forever.

Does grandpa wear a suit?

At first glance, they are all picture books about death.

Ye Wan's eyes were filled with pain.

After his parents passed away one after another, the little boy experienced what death is earlier than other children of his age.

After he entered primary school and had more friends and Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang's family, he hadn't read these picture books for a long time.

"Birth, aging, illness and death are natural phenomena, just like the leaves sprout in spring and turn yellow and fall in autumn..."

Patting his head, Ye Wan said softly.

The little bun nodded, and after a long while, he pursed his lips and said, "Grandma Yu is sick."

When I called her the night before yesterday, Grandma Yu was fine and said she ate a bowl of rice and half a bowl of soup for dinner.

She sounded full of energy on the phone and didn't sound like an old lady at all.

But when I called again today, the voice on the other end sounded weak and tired, as if a gust of wind would blow the voice away.

"Ye Xiaowan, can you take me to see Grandma Yu?"

The little bun shook Ye Wan's arm.

"good!"

Ye Wan nodded and said thoughtfully, "I'm going to Shanghai to record a show on Friday. If everything goes well, I'll be back on Sunday morning. You can make an appointment with Grandma Yu and find out where her home is. I'll take you to see her on Sunday afternoon, okay?"

"Ye Xiaowan, you are the best!"

The depressed little face instantly smiled, and the little bun nodded continuously, "Then can I use my pocket money to buy a gift for Grandma Yu?"

"sure!"

Ye Wan smiled and nodded, "You have the final say on your pocket money!"

"Yeah!"

The little bun jumped up, "Ye Xiaowan, you are the best sister in the world!"

I watched him take out his piggy bank from the corner of the closet, and then I watched him arrange the rolled-up banknotes neatly according to their denominations.

He counted the money like a miser, but not for himself, but for the old lady whom he had only met a few times.

Ye Wan breathed a sigh of relief.

The little bun is so cute, the Lu family's grandparents should... like him, right? (End of this chapter)