The grateful Hua Jin was comfortably at home accompanying her grandmother and mother. She had to please them well; otherwise, her mother might not agree to her descending the mountain again in the coming days.
"Mom, here you go." Hua Jin, responsible for threading the needle, handed the needle to her mother.
"Go ahead, what's up this time?" Knowing her own child well, this sudden act of pleasing her and the grandmother must mean there's something going on.
Mrs. Qi glanced at her daughter while holding a pair of pants with a hole.
Old Lady Hua smirked and smiled upon hearing.
The child's attempts at currying favor were too obvious; pouring tea, massaging backs, always at the beck and call. Unlike before, when she wouldn't stay for breakfast, she'd either go out with her girlfriends or practice martial arts, or she'd lead Hei Da and the others up the mountain.
"Mom... where?" Hua Jin shook Mrs. Qi's arm, acting petulantly.
