"Don't eat it all, save some for our son." Jian Xi laughed, snatching the plate, "Come on, let's go pick him up!"
"I'll peel some for him at home. These are mine."
Nan Mufeng quickly finished the red grapes, then grabbed his car keys to pick up their son after work.
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At Baishi Creek, Li Qing huddled in her rundown home, feeling all sorts of discomfort.
Being used to life in the big city, occasionally staying in the mountains for a few days is like a vacation, a relaxation. But living here for too long becomes quite annoying.
The mountain lacks the dazzling nightlife and bustling noise of the city; it's so quiet that it feels lonely.
"Sigh!"
For what seemed like the Nth time, Li Qing sighed. Grandpa Li asked, "Xiao Qing, why do you keep sighing?"
"It's nothing, just worried about your health, Grandpa." Li Qing said.
