"Grandfather Pei, I made a little something myself, take a look, if you don't like it..."
"Is there anything you've given that I don't like?"
Elder Pei opened the box and took out a bow and arrow.
He paused for a moment and said, "You made this?"
"Yes."
He picked up an arrow, "This too?"
"All of them."
"Hold on, let me give it a try."
Elder Pei stood facing the target, drew the bow, and shot an arrow. His hand trembled slightly, missing the bullseye, but it wasn't the most centered one.
"My skills are so rusty!"
"You haven't touched an arrow for a long time, probably just out of practice; consider the first one as trying out the bow, try another."
Nan Jiaojiao handed him another arrow, which Elder Pei naturally accepted.
This time, it hit right at the bullseye.
Elder Pei laughed heartily, handed the bow and arrow to her, "Your turn, shoot one for Grandpa."
Nan Jiaojiao didn't hesitate, shot an arrow, and squinted, "Oh dear, just out of practice."
