Jing Si was already twenty-five, but he'd run to his mother to complain at the slightest disagreement. Did he really think he was a toddler?
Most children hope for their parents to be loving and affectionate, but Jie Jingchen was an exception. He was always stirring up trouble, putting his parents' marriage to the test.
Having vented his frustrations, Jie Jingchen felt much better and strode back into the kitchen.
The water in the pot was boiling. Grandpa poured the rice Jie Jingchen had washed into it. Seeing him return, Grandpa smiled and said, "Jing Si, you go back to your room and get some sleep. I'll keep an eye on this."
Jie Jingchen gazed with mixed feelings at his grandpa's stooped back. His hair was almost completely white, and he'd lost a few teeth. 'Grandpa's really gotten old.' "Grandpa."
