Jiang Mianmian had no such worries, and even thought the old man was going to lead her by hand, so she affectionately and proactively reached out to hold Elder Yu’s large hand: "Okay."
Elder Yu didn’t expect her to be so bold, and after a moment of surprise, he took her small hand and walked toward the house.
Looking at the old and young hand in hand, anyone who didn’t know them would think Jiang Mianmian was Elder Yu’s own granddaughter.
Yu Cheng, the legitimate grandson, was instead left behind, walking slowly with his long legs.
After entering the house, Elder Yu took a seat on the sofa and said, "Come, Mianmian, sit here. Grandpa Yu has prepared candies, pastries, and fruits for you. Help yourself to whatever you like, and don’t be shy, just like it’s your own home."
"Thank you, Grandpa Yu." Jiang Mianmian happily sat down next to him and began eating a slice of watermelon that had been cut into small pieces.
The watermelon had just been taken out of the refrigerator and was cool and thirst-quenching.
Yu Cheng sat down on a small sofa next to her, grabbed a slice of watermelon, and started eating it in big bites.
This time, Elder Yu wasn’t surprised and kindly asked, "How long will you be staying in Capital City this time?"
"Grandpa Yu, I can stay for more than ten days this time."
"Good. In these ten days, let Yu Cheng show you around. Go see the palace, the flag-raising ceremony. There’s also a lot of delicious food in Capital City—let Yu Cheng take you to try them all."
"Mhm, okay, thank you, Grandpa Yu. I’ve seen the flag-raising ceremony in my textbooks, and I’ve longed to see it for a long time," said Jiang Mianmian with an innocent longing like a true child, very supportive.
After eating a piece of watermelon, Jiang Mianmian looked at the telephone placed beside the living room sofa and said, "Grandpa Yu, I want to call my dad to let him know I’m safe."
Elder Yu then asked, "Do you remember the phone number?"
"I remember it, Grandpa Yu."
Jiang Mianmian picked up the phone and skillfully dialed the transportation factory’s number.
Once the call got through, Jiang Mianmian spoke very politely, "Hello, auntie, I’m Jiang Changhai’s daughter, Jiang Mianmian. Could you please find Jiang Changhai and ask him to come to the phone?"
"Alright, thank you." After receiving a response, Jiang Mianmian politely expressed her thanks.
It didn’t take long for Jiang Changhai’s excited voice to come through the handset.
"Hello, my girl, have you arrived in Capital City? How is it? Are you tired? Was everything okay on the way?" Jiang Changhai asked in a flurry.
"Dad, I’ve already arrived at Grandpa Yu’s house. I’m not tired at all, and there were no problems on the way."
"Ah, that’s good. Have a great time, my girl, and don’t be stingy with money. Buy whatever you like; your dad is earning plenty," he said.
"Mhm, okay," Jiang Mianmian said, holding the phone with a happy expression on her face.
Elder Yu could vaguely hear Jiang Changhai’s voice from the phone, and watching this scene of fatherly love and filial piety, .
Jiang Mianmian talked with Jiang Changhai for a while before reluctantly hanging up the phone.
"Are you feeling homesick, Mianmian?" Elder Yu asked with a smile, seeing her somewhat downcast aspect.
"A little. I miss my mom and dad. This is the first time I’ve been away from home since I grew up," Jiang Mianmian nodded and answered truthfully.
"Don’t worry, Mianmian, have a happy time in Capital City for a few days, and in a few days, you can go home and be with your parents," Elder Yu said, patting Jiang Mianmian on the shoulder to comfort her.
"Yeah, I know, Grandpa Yu."
Jiang Mianmian, not a real child, soon adjusted her mood.
Just then another call came through, this one was for Elder Yu.