"Path, huh?" Xibao bowed his head and pointed at the ground underfoot. He said to Lou Shaonong: "Grandpa, it's the 'path'!"
Lou Shaonong was startled for a moment, then laughed: "That's right, what we step on with our feet is the 'path.' There was no path initially, but we all walked here and there, and a path was formed. Xibao, you're very smart indeed!"
Understanding his grandfather's last sentence, Xibao did not act modestly and nodded confidently, "I'm very smart!"
Feng Qingxue couldn't help but cover her face, what a shameless little guy!
Lin Yufen pulled Feng Qingxue over to sit down, "Let's sit down and chat. It's tiring to stand, and I'm getting a neck ache from looking up."
Without any prompting, Xibao crawled up onto Lin Yufen's bed, his feet dangling over the edge. He turned to his mom, "Mommy, my shoes!"
"Xibao, your feet stink. Please don't take off your shoes."