The wooden floor, the snow-white walls, the powder blue wall surround, the beautiful chandelier, the ceiling with edging and hidden patterns, various familiar and unfamiliar household appliances... Granny Qi touched here and there, with a face full of curiosity: "This house, it's just like on TV, hehe..., old as I am, I'm living like a city person now."
Mr. Qi and Mrs. Qi looked bewildered, "Mother, this place is too nice, we can't afford to live here, can we?" Mr. Qi said, and Mrs. Qi quickly nodded in agreement.
Yan'er, who was standing in the room filled with beautiful rag dolls and covered with sheets with cat patterns, looked around in wonder and upon hearing the elderly couple's words, reluctantly returned to Granny Qi's side: "Great Grandmother, I didn't touch anything."
Granny Qi chuckled and rubbed her head, saying nothing.
The little girl reached out her clean little hands, looking eagerly at the old lady: "Great Grandmother, I washed my hands with soap."
