Leilei was taken by Grandpa Meng to the gate of the primary school and met Grandma Meng and his aunt Meng Chencheng.

"Grandma." Leilei walked over and pulled Grandma Meng's hand.

Grandma Meng thought about what this kid had done suddenly, and had never seen him like this before. She glanced at her husband with suspicion: "What's going on?"

"You follow him." Grandpa Meng shook her eyes.

Grandma Meng was pulled all the way to the corner by her great-grandson in confusion.

The little girl Meng Chencheng looked around with her toes, and wanted to follow her and saw her, but she was pulled by Grandpa Meng a little anxious: "Grandpa?"

"It's okay, play a game. His father plays a game with him." Grandpa Meng said.

Alas? Meng Chencheng blinked quickly. Can her rigid brother actually play games with children?

Grandma Meng felt relieved when she heard Grandpa Meng's whispers.

Leilei, who was standing in front of his grandmother, focused on taking out the letter from his father to him from his small pocket, without knowing the expressions of others.

"Grandma, give it." He took out the chicken feather letter and sent it safely to the palm of his hand. Leilei's little face was red with excitement.

"Okay." After hearing Grandpa Meng's words, Grandma Meng pretended to be very serious and took the letter handed over by her great-grandson carefully. When she was about to put the letter directly into her pocket, the little great-grandson in front of her looked at the letter in her hand with little eyes full of expectations.

What kind of chicken feather letter did dad write to grandma? Leilei pointed at the letter in grandma's hand: Open it, grandma!

Grandma Meng thought: The kid's father probably didn't expect that there would be this follow-up, otherwise he would have to write two words on the white paper.

"Grandma." Leilei's little hand grabbed grandma's clothes and pulled them, looking for a letter of chicken feathers.

Grandma Meng was almost unable to hold it anymore, so she turned to look at Grandpa Meng: What should I do, old man?

Grandpa Meng covered his eyes with his hands, and he didn't know what to do, so he couldn't answer his wife's question.

Meng Chencheng next to him quickly covered his laughing mouth with both hands, and the little nephew could not find her laughing. She could only say that her elder brother really doesn't know how to play games with children, and she would laugh so hard when she played.

Seeing that the little great-grandson's hands were about to tear her clothes, Grandma Meng surrendered and said, "Leilei, Grandma doesn't understand this chicken feather letter. If you want to go home, let's ask your father what he wrote."

When Leilei heard his grandmother's words, his little head suddenly figured out something, and his little face chubby: Dad is bad, he lied to him like his mother.

"Hey, hey, Leilei—" The little great-grandson suddenly turned around and left. Grandma Meng rushed over and grabbed the little great-grandson's hand, "Don't be angry, you're not good at being angry, Leilei."

The old man who was so anxious that he was angry was already talking nonsense.

Looking back, Grandma Meng yelled at Grandpa Meng: "Go home and call the couple first to see if they make the child angry."

Grandpa Meng remembered and immediately walked home to call his eldest grandson and his wife. Meng Chencheng followed the angry nephew with a small schoolbag on his back and said, "Leilee, your father doesn't know how to play this game, so don't be angry. When you go home, I'll teach you dad, okay?" While saying that, the little girl held the little nephew's hand.

It's better for the little aunt. Leilei raised his head and looked at the little aunt: "Aunt."
Chapter completed!