Ye Zhengjun ignored her, he asked Xibao directly, "Xibao, do you want to go out and play?"
"Yes!" The little guy nodded his head like a chick pecking at rice, "Grandpa, play!"
"How about grandpa takes you out?"
"Yes!" His answer was crisp and loud, pointing at the door impatiently urging Ye Zhengjun, "Play, play."
Ye Zhengjun then said to Feng Qingxue: "Good, Comrade Qingxue, I will take Xibao away now. I will return him in one piece, don't worry. Bring Xibao's hat, scarf, and gloves."
Feng Qingxue was so helpless, do all old people like to spoil their grandkids?
They can't be hit, they can't be scolded.
She put on his hat, scarf, and gloves in order, and while cleaning his face, Qingxue slapped his little bottom in annoyance.
The little guy reacted really fast, reaching out to his bottom, even when his hand couldn't reach, he still bravely complained to Ye Zhengjun: "Mommy hit me, Grandpa! Mommy hit me! She hit my butt!"
"Mommy hit you? Is mommy bad?"