Grandma saw Tong Yao and Tong Ge and immediately came over waving her palm-leaf fan.
"Yaoyao! You finally deign to take a look at this old lady!"
The elderly woman fanned Tong Yao with the palm-leaf fan, and with the other hand, she pinched and patted her, as if worried that Tong Yao might be missing an arm or a leg.
Tong Yao, touching the back of Grandma's hand that now had even more wrinkles, was overwhelmed with emotions, "Grandma... How have you been recently?"
"I'm doing great! Everything I eat tastes delicious! And I dance in the square every evening!"
Perhaps to prove her good health, Grandma spoke even louder.
Tong Ge, having expected this, had already covered her ears in advance.
Tong Yao's eardrums were well drummed by Grandma's voice, awakening all her dormant memories.
Seeing Grandma still so vigorous, she felt much relieved.
Grandma's booming voice had a penetrating power that even Lin Shuang and Su Wan, who were following behind, couldn't help but be startled.
