Jing Xi held him and ran in the garden. Little Grape was amused and kept gurgling. But when they turned around, she was shocked to see a man coming from some distance, and had to put down Little Grape right away.
Little Grape asked, "What's wrong, Auntie Xiaoxi? Can't we continue?"
"Not really." Jing Xi took a glance at him and looked toward the man again.
Following her gaze, Little Grape saw his father too. For some reason, he got stern once he saw his father.
There was no more gurgling nor calling. He stood there steadily.
He assumed that his father was going to scold him and stop them from flying the kite. But what happened next was completely beyond his expectation.
Instead of scolding, his father asked gently, "Hengheng, were you flying a kite?"
"Yes."
"Did you have fun?"
"Yes."
"Then why did you stop?"
"Can I continue?" Little Grape was not sure.