Nan Wan nodded, handed over the tea leaves, "Mu Huan asked someone to bring these for grandma, Aunt Jing, could you make some for her to try?"
Aunt Jing took the tea leaves, placed them properly, then went back to the kitchen to help.
Shen Zhimei watched her son hand over the toy he couldn't fix to Mu Jin Huan, and didn't stop him. She put the teacup on the coffee table, "Have some tea."
Mu Jin Huan looked at the half-assembled excavator in his hand, walked over to the sofa, and sat down, "Thank you."
Jia Shu lay on the sofa, with his chubby hands under his little chin, watching intently.
He had heard Qingqing at school say that her uncle was amazing and could assemble any kind of LEGO.
As Jia Shu watched, the light on his little face dimmed.
If only Dad were here...
Shen Zhimei nudged Nan Wan with her elbow, smiling faintly, "Oh, you're calling him Mu Huan now... got familiar pretty quickly."
