"Go back where you came from, and take Xiao You with you." Jie Jingchen's voice was frigid.
"Hmph!" Xu Chunyan snorted. "You think I wanted to come? Xiao You was the one who wanted to see his grandpa, so I brought him. If we're not welcome, fine. Xiao You, let's go. We're going home."
Xu Chunyan had thought the little one would insist on waiting for his grandfather to get off work. But to her surprise, he happily agreed, which made her so angry she wanted to smack him.
"Xiao You, didn't you say you wanted to eat some grapes?" Xu Chunyan said, holding her son's greasy little hand and cooing in his ear. "The grapes are ripe now. I just tried one, and it's super sweet. I even picked a few bunches just for you."
Xiao You, gnawing on a duck leg with his mouth covered in grease, glanced at the basket Qin Mei was holding. His little face was full of disgust. "Mommy's a liar. The grapes aren't sweet at all. They're crazy sour."
