Grandpa Cao touched his great-granddaughter's little braid and said, "Xiao Bao, great-grandpa is getting old, and his memory isn't good. I left the gift I bought for you at the department store. I'll go get it tomorrow, okay?"
Xiao Bao wrinkled her small brow and nodded, "Alright then, I'll play with the big car with brother today. Great-grandpa, I like pretty little dresses. You buy me some beautiful, pretty little dresses."
"Alright, great-grandpa will buy them for you."
Grandpa Cao picked up Xiao Bao, "Let's go, we'll play in the front yard."
"Great-grandpa, put me down. If mom sees, she'll scold me again." Xiao Bao didn't dare to struggle, afraid of making her great-grandpa fall.
Last time, great-grandpa picked up her brother, and when he struggled a bit, great-grandpa almost fell.
That time, mom punished her brother and strictly warned them not to let great-grandpa hold them anymore; great-grandpa is too old and can't carry them; he might fall.
