Xiuxiu found Mrs. Song's concern deeply touching, and seeing that the old lady was genuinely worried, she could not help but turn to her with a beaming smile, "Mom, our Cheng Guang is doing great! You might find it nerve-racking to watch him walk like he's treading on a rope bridge, so shaky and wobbly, but did you know that ever since he's been able to walk on his own, he hasn't fallen once?" As she spoke, Xiuxiu, quite proud, gently shook little Song Chengguang's arm in her hand.
Song Chengguang, shaken by Xiuxiu, giggled, revealing eight little white teeth!
"Really? Our family's eldest grandson is that amazing?" Although Mrs. Song asked with a surprised look, her eyes ignited with an undisguised expression of pride, as if to say, 'of course, my eldest grandson is incredible.'
Understanding the old woman's shared sense of honor, Xiuxiu confidently held Song Chengguang's hand as they stepped across the courtyard into the main house.
