"Grandma is the queen, she has to handle national affairs, naturally she's busy. Is Nine mad at Grandma?"
"Not mad." The little girl shook her head, speaking in a sweet voice, "Nine just misses Grandma and wants her to play with me."
"When she has time, she'll play with Nine..." Liam Yancey was very patient, and after a few steps, two little boys rushed over from afar.
After all, they're boys, running swiftly, cheering all the way like little men.
Harris Yancey ran ahead, the little boy's face wasn't red nor was he out of breath, his handsome little face was full of joy. Liam Yancey had never seen him so healthy and happy, and was moved.
He put his daughter down, also opened his arms to welcome his eldest son. Harris Yancey was eight, not small in size, nearing one meter forty, yet Liam Yancey still picked him up.
"He's heavy too!" The man patted the little boy's cheek, looked down at his daughter and asked, "What have you been eating lately, all putting on weight!"
