"Your surname is Wu, you should be a jingwu. It's a coincidence. I have the same surname as my mother! Otherwise, I will feel very close to you when I see you. Then I will call you Grandpa Wu!" Zuo Xiaoduo fished in the dry pond, racking his brains to try his best to get close.

The old man tilted his head and thought about it. He felt that the name was fine, so he nodded: "At your age, you should call me grandpa!"

Zuo Xiaoduo scolded in his heart: You old guy called me grandpa, that's right!

But he said sweetly: "Grandpa Wu, I really feel very kind when I see you. That feeling is very similar to seeing my mother."

The old man felt a little relieved and nodded.

"We are destined to..."

Zuo Xiaoduo was sweet and sweet: "Look at how tired you are holding me like this. You put me down and I will run with you by myself... If I don't run away, you are my grandfather, how could I run?"

The old man snorted: "When you boy ran away."

As we head south, the surrounding temperature began to rise slowly, and then slowly became colder.

Suddenly, Zuo Xiaoduo, who had never stopped talking and was talking about New Year greetings all the way, suddenly stopped.
Chapter completed!