Mommy, don't be afraid, I'll bring you blind boxes and scam you out of a wealthy family to

When the family arrived at the airport, the photographer was already waiting.

He was squatting in a well-lit spot adjusting his camera when he saw the Duan family members walk in through a special passage. He quickly went up to them and said, "Master Tong."

Duan Hetong nodded: "I'm sorry to have troubled you to change the location at the last minute."

"You're too kind," the photographer said with a smile. "This is the first time I've ever taken a family photo at the airport."

Wen Li waved her hands, asking, "Is there enough time?"

"Mm." Duan Hetong patted her head. "The plane will wait for Grandma."

The photographer adjusted the equipment and called out, "Grandpa, Grandma, you two sit in the middle."

Duan Yuanzhou waved his hand without hesitation: "No need, I'll stand."

Qin Zhiyuan said, "Your legs aren't good, so why are you trying to be strong?"

In the past, the old man would have argued back at every turn.

Today, after my wife said that, I obediently sat down.

Even though I still muttered to myself, "Fine, I'll sit down."

The adults all laughed.

Although Wen Li didn't know what they were laughing about, she could tell that everyone was in a good mood.

The photographer continued to adjust his position: "Sir, move a little closer to Madam."

Duan Yuanzhou retorted stubbornly, "Isn't that enough?"

My body, quite honestly, shifted a little further.

"Just a little bit more."

"So many demands."

Qin Zhiyuan smiled, said nothing, and let their shoulders gently touch.

The cameraman called out to Wen Li, "Little one, stand between Grandpa and Grandma."

Wen Li obediently stood over, but then felt it wasn't good enough.

She tugged at her grandfather's hand: "Over here, over here."

Then she pulled her grandmother, saying, "Grandma, come here."

She was only satisfied when the three of them were practically huddled together: "This way, they won't fall!"

The adults didn't understand: "Fall down?"

The little dumpling gestured: "The photo is so small, if it's standing outside, Grandpa and Grandma will fall out."

Everyone burst out laughing.

Duan Xianchen was both amused and exasperated: "Baby, people don't fall out of photos."

The little dumpling blinked: "But, we're family, we should stay close!"

That makes a lot of sense, and the adults' hearts softened upon hearing it.

The milk ball simply took over the photographer's job: "Gugu, not there."

Duan Shimi smiled and raised her hands: "Okay, Auntie will listen to the director."

Wen Li ran up to Duan Xianchen and patted his leg: "Uncle, Gao Gao, you're blocking the way."

Duan Xianchen immediately stood to the side: "How about this?"

"Okay!" the milk ball waved again, "It's so far away."

Duan Hetong followed her "instructions" and walked towards the center.

The little dumpling, with its short legs, trotted around, trying to correct things, displaying a perfectionist attitude:

"This way!"

"Not there."

"Just a little bit more!"

"Okay, okay!"

Her childlike voice echoed in the VIP waiting room, giving instructions.

The photographer looked at Naoki and said, "I'm going to lose my job."

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, we finally found our positions.

The photographer raised his camera again: "Okay, we're ready. Three—two—"

"etc!"

Wen Li suddenly raised her little hand.

Everyone paused.

The little dumpling turned around, looked at her grandparents' hands resting on their knees, and insisted on pulling them up to hold their hands.

Then she tilted her head up, her eyes curving into little crescents: "Okay—"

Click.

"Great, one more shot, everyone get a little closer."

This time, without anyone reminding him, Duan Yuanzhou moved closer to Qin Zhiyuan on his own initiative.

Little Wenli was surrounded by her family, and her smile was especially bright.

Click. Click.

I took a lot of pictures.

The photographer looked down at the photos: "This one is particularly good!"

He showed it to everyone.

No one was looking at the camera, but everyone was looking at the little baby in the middle, their eyes full of love.

—A precious daughter, nothing more.

-

After taking the last photo, Wen Li was still a little reluctant to leave.

She stood on tiptoe, looking at one photo after another through the photographer's camera, her little voice still full of anticipation: "Uncle, is there more?"

The photographer patted her head: "That's it for today's shoot."

"Ah..." the milk ball said regretfully.

"We can take more photos later," the photographer comforted her. "We can take more photos when you grow taller and older."

Duan Yuanzhou clasped his hands together and leaned on his cane: "From now on, we'll film this every year."

Everyone else looked over.

Qin Zhiyuan nodded, "Okay." Then she looked at the little dumpling, "Let's take pictures for Lili's birthday and Chinese New Year, okay?"

The little dumpling immediately smiled sweetly: "Okay~~"

For many years to come, at this moment, it will all be agreed upon.

No matter how long it's dragged on, the moment of parting will eventually come.

Qin Zhiyuan glanced at the time and sighed, "I should go."

Wen Li, who was just enjoying the photo shoot, frowned.

Grandma, it's really time for you to leave.

The group accompanied Qin Zhiyuan to the customs gate.

Qin Zhiyuan squatted down and hugged the little one: "Grandma will come back next time she has a holiday."

Wen Li wrapped her arms around her neck, her soft, childlike voice asking, "When?"

"I'll call you once I know when the holiday is."

"real?"

"real."

Wen Li said seriously, "Would I be a dog if I lied?"

Qin Zhiyuan gently pinched the tip of her nose: "Okay, you're a puppy who lies."

Wen Li then smiled slightly again and whispered, "Grandma, go home early."

Qin Zhiyuan stood up and looked at Duan Yuanzhou.

The person I've known the longest is now the one I don't know what to say.

In the end, Duan Yuanzhou spoke first: "Let me know when you arrive."

Qin Zhiyuan smiled and nodded: "Yes."

The three siblings also said their goodbyes in turn.

When it came to Duan Xianchen, she hesitated and said, "Second Sister, next time you visit, I...I'll come too."

Qin Zhiyuan wanted to pat his head like a child, but he was so tall that she could only pat his shoulder instead: "Okay, all of you come here."

Saying goodbye is always difficult. The old lady didn't linger. She turned around and met up with her subordinates who were waiting not far away. Together they walked towards the customs gate.

Just before entering, she instinctively stopped and turned around, just like many years ago.

This time, she finally saw that the person neither turned away calmly nor remained silent.

The old man stood there, watching her go.

Eyes facing each other.

The old man raised his hand and waved.

A smile spread across the old lady's eyes. She nodded to her family and disappeared behind the automatic door.

The old man didn't leave immediately. After waiting for a long time, he felt the little baby beside him holding his hand.

"grandfather."

"Um?"

"Grandma will come home."

The old man laughed: "Yes, I know."

-

The witch's mansion at this moment.

Just as Grandpa Wu led the young man to sit down, he received a message.

He slapped his thigh: "Oh dear, what bad luck! Your Aunt Qin just boarded the plane!"

The young man took the teacup from Wu Shuo, thanked the boy, and then said to Grandpa Wu, "I picked Aunt Qin up at the airport when she returned to Tan City."

Wu Chi-ming asked, "Did your mother come this time?"

"It's just my father and younger brother. Their flight is landing soon, and they'll come directly to you."

"Alright, alright, it's been many years since we last met. However, to be able to invite your father to Tan City, I'm afraid even my own birthday celebration wouldn't have that much influence—is there something you need?"

The young man's smile was faint, but it was indeed one of joy.

"I've heard some news, and my father is worried about it, so he wants to come and see for himself."