"Grandma, why are you looking for Xue Rui?" Lin Ruoxi asked, her eyes full of confusion.
'Xue Rui was just here yesterday, so why does she want him to come again today?'
'Although she wanted him to come, too, she didn't want to tire him out...'
Lin Ruoxi looked at the old woman with a gentle gaze. 'People get like children when they're old,' she thought, 'always making unreasonable demands.'
'It's just hard on Xue Rui. I'll have to cook more for him and give him shoulder rubs in the future...'
A middle-aged man walked in and said with a smile, "Xixi, your grandmother is my aunt. By rights, you should call me Uncle."
Lin Ruoxi faltered. "Uncle?"
But she had never seen this man before. She turned a questioning gaze to her grandmother.
"Yes," the old woman nodded. She hadn't expected anyone to remember her at a time like this.
Lin Ruoxi immediately stood up and said obediently, "Hello, Uncle."
"Ah, what a good girl. How old are you this year?" the man asked with a smile.
