"Mum, what are you looking at?" asked Tingting's daughter curiously.
Coming back to her senses, Tingting suddenly asked, "Would you like to ride in those little cars like the ones at He Xiaobei's house?"
"I would." The little girl nodded vigorously.
Half serious, half jesting, Tingting said, "Then you have to study hard in the future, and read books together with Brother Xiaobei. Later on, Brother Xiaobei will drive that kind of little car and take you around Beijing."
The little girl's eyes seemed filled with stars, suddenly becoming exceptionally bright, her mind full of her mother's words.
The family of three, Shen Mianmian, did not know that Tingting was instigating her daughter like this. After they got into the car, Shen Mianmian told He Xiaobei about Grandpa and Uncle coming over for dinner, and He Xiaobei was especially happy.
"I haven't seen Grandpa in several days; I miss him."
