The Little Tender Girl In His Heart

 Chapter 418 The Princess’s Swing

"Yes, yes, we Nono are not old, we are extremely young."

The word "young" made grandma blush.

Then I saw the indifferent grandfather lowering his head and kissing the corner of my grandmother’s lips. My grandmother smiled as brightly as a flower, as if she had returned to the way she looked when she was young.

They are no longer young, but grandma is young and happy in body and mind.

Days like this have been going on for a long time.

During that time, I was still in elementary school, and I would see my grandma sitting on the swing in the garden every day when I came home.

I saw Sister Zhou sitting on that swing when I was little. Grandpa, who usually liked Sister Zhou so much, became cold-faced for the first time.

"This is your grandma's place."

Be concise and to the point.

This swing was specially made by my grandfather for my grandma. There are morning glories hanging on the swing, which is especially beautiful in the spring. Like a princess's swing throne. Little girls especially like it.

Grandma came over and patted Sister Zhou on the back gently. Let Sister Zhou and I go play, while I stay on the swing and scold Grandpa.

I forgot to mention that Sister Zhou is my cousin and the child of Song Muxu’s aunt.

We hid in the flowers and listened to the gentle grandma scolding grandpa: "How old are you this year? If the children sit on the swing, I will not lose a piece of meat."

Grandpa nodded, looking teachable.

He pushed the swing for grandma with his rough hands and said, "No matter how small they are, they shouldn't touch your things. Unless you are willing to give these things to them."

For the first time, I learned that grandpa is a grandma-only person.

Sister Zhou is older than me, so she naturally understands the meaning. Sister Zhou took me out of there and went to play puzzles.

In fact, grandpa made this puzzle for them himself.

Grandpa loves his juniors very much, unless they do something that makes grandma sad or angry, or rob grandma of something she likes.

Sister Zhou regretted a little, why she wanted to grab the swing like this.

When they went to the backyard again, grandpa was bent over planting flowers, and grandma was helping him behind.

If grandpa sweats, grandma will gently wipe his sweat.

After planting twenty plants, grandpa suddenly drove grandma back. Grandma wasn't angry either. She put her hat on for Grandpa and sat on the swing obediently.

This garden was planted one by one by my grandfather.

I heard from my father that it used to be only 100 square meters, but now it has been expanded to the size of a basketball court.

It was all flowers and trees.

This place is as beautiful as a fairyland in spring, with cool shade in summer and a rich harvest of oranges in autumn.

Even winter is a lovely world of ice and snow.

This place gave me a particularly happy childhood. At that time, there were no fireflies in many places, but in this garden.

Grandma will go with me to catch a few fireflies. Grandma would use beautiful transparent bottles with lots of little stones in them.

Fireflies will live for three or four days, so my bedside will have three or four days of fluorescence every summer. Other students are envious of me!

But I'm more jealous of my grandpa.

He can have my even-numbered fireflies, a gift from grandma.

Grandma knows how rare fireflies are. She only catches a dozen or so every year. The rest of the fireflies make their home here.

Later, I pestered my grandma to ask why my grandpa could have twice as many fireflies as mine. Only then did I realize that grandma didn’t care about grandpa as much as she seemed.

I always thought that grandpa loved grandma very much, but grandma was always gentle and gentle and didn't care much about everything.

And now, I know that grandma is also trying different ways to make grandpa happy. (End of this chapter)