Farm restaurant.
Fan Sisi and Yun Miaoyi, who had been staring wide-eyed and watching over in the room all night, finally saw the two familiar figures they were waiting for. They hurriedly rushed forward, their reddened eyes glistening with tears.
"Fanzi, you're not hurt, are you?" Fan Sisi asked with concern, gently checking Yang Fan from head to toe.
Mr. Fan half-squinted his right eye and deliberately gave a heavy cough.
"My dear granddaughter, why don't you ask if your grandpa is okay?"
Fan Sisi giggled and said, "Grandpa looks very spirited, but Fanzi seems really tired."
Mr. Fan shook his head helplessly and said wistfully, "But I also wish you would ask..."
"Grandpa, are you alright?" Fan Sisi immediately asked sweetly.
Mr. Fan waved his hand angrily, "It's better if you didn't ask at all."
"Miss Dong'er, come, I'll take you for some noodles, let's not be in their way here."
Ji Dong'er stuck out her tongue secretly and quickly caught up with Mr. Fan.
