The next moment, a sharp cry sounded. "Wah…"
Gu Yunshu was speechless.
Before Old Madam Yang could see who was on the ground, she quickly pulled Gu Yunshu over and sized him up. "Are you alright? Did you get hit?"
"No, I dodged it."
"That's good, that's good." Old Madam Yang heaved a sigh of relief. She turned her head and pointed at the figure on the ground. She said angrily, "What's wrong with you? Why did you bump into my grandson all of a sudden? Where are the adults in your family? You… Yang Bao?"
Old Madam Yang was stunned. This, this was Yang Bao, right?
Yang Bao sat on the ground and lay on his hands and feet. He cried and scolded heart-wrenchingly, "I'm your grandson. I'm your precious grandson. What right do you have to buy things for him to eat? In the past, when I wanted pancakes, you bought one for me. Why does he have a few? You old woman, you're indeed biased and old. Wa…"
