Everyone was startled for a moment, especially Yu Ling and Nan Tian, fearing they might have crossed Mr. Han's line and cause a backlash.
But who knew Mr. Han would kindly say, "Yes, grandfather's eyes have gone bad. Would you like to be grandfather's eyes?"
"I would." Little Pumpkin raised his chubby hand and gently touched Mr. Han's eyes.
The warm and soft sensation traveled through the skin, straight to the heart. Tears welled up again at the corners of Mr. Han's eyes.
Yu Ling and Nan Tian exchanged glances, puzzled by Mr. Han's outburst.
Could it be that their grandson was too endearing?
"Grandfather, I already have a sister! When she is born, she will also want to be your eyes."
"Alright, alright..."
"So, don't be sad." Little Pumpkin gently wiped Mr. Han's tears, "I'll sing you a song!"
"Sure!"
Little Pumpkin sang seriously, "Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are..."
