After Breakfast, Grandpa song took Gu Chu to the garden.
The morning sun was shining brightly, and Grandpa Song's private garden was full of greenery. There were bunches of grapes on the grape rack in August. Gu Chu ran over and poured a cup of steaming fruit tea for Grandpa Song.
"Grandpa Song, have some tea."
Grandpa Song's eyes trembled, his gaze moving back and forth between the tea and Gu Chu's small face. Grandpa Song's eyes couldn't help but turn sour. He hurriedly took the tea. "Sure... sure, thank you, Chuchu."
"You're welcome, hehe." Gu Chu sat on the opposite bench, her two chubby feet swaying. She looked at the grape rack innocently, as if she was thinking that it would be better to get a bunch of purple grapes later.
Master Song drank the cup of tea shakily.
He said, "Chuchu, if your great-grandmother were here... she would definitely like you very much."
"Where did great-grandmother go?" Gu Chu blinked.