"Xiao Ye, spend more time with Grandma, don't leave so quickly."
"Okay." Mu Xingye nodded.
More tears welled up in Lady Mu's eyes in an instant.
...
Xia Pengpeng stayed with Baby Mu at home, occasionally checking her phone.
Mu Xingye had been gone for almost two hours without any news.
"Mom, what are you thinking about?" Baby Mu came over and sat beside Xia Pengpeng.
Xia Pengpeng hugged Baby Mu and said with a smile, "Mom is thinking about things from when I was little."
"Can you tell Baby Mu about it?"
"Of course." Xia Pengpeng nodded, hugged Baby Mu, and slowly began, "When Mom was little, Grandpa and Grandma passed away. Although Grandma knew they doted on Mom, she still had no impression of them."
"Why did Mom suddenly think of these things?"
"Just feeling emotional."
"Is it because you heard the news about Dad's Grandma being seriously ill?"
Xia Pengpeng hadn't intended to speak so frankly with Baby Mu, but Baby Mu guessed it.
