"Wait for Great-grandpa and the others to come out."
This answer did not satisfy Qin Jiu, but he knew in his heart that his aunt truly did not know.
Thus he could only nestle into her arms, patiently yet anxiously waiting for the people inside to come out.
Fortunately, the waiting time wasn't too long; ten minutes later, the old men came out with reddened eyes.
Qin Jiu leaped out from her arms like a rabbit and rushed straight to the old man's leg.
"Great-grandpa, is it my mom and dad?"
His little upturned face was filled with hope, and his eyes spoke of longing for his parents.
The old man smiled, "It's your mom and dad."
Yi Chichi, "??? Which package?"
"The smallest one."
Saying this, the old man handed her the items he was holding, "These are for you."
"What, uh..."
The unfinished words abruptly stopped upon seeing the items the old man was handing over—a thick stack of tickets, all national tickets.
