"Quick, call for your grandfather," Sheng Laosan said, his plain and honest face beaming with joy. He was very happy; his daughter was getting married to a man who not only respected the most esteemed old leader, her grandfather, but was also the young man he admired most. What could be more thrilling than this?
Sheng Ning obediently approached Mr. Su and respectfully called out "Grandfather."
"Good, good, good..." Mr. Su, overjoyed, brimmed with tears as he trembled and reached into his pocket to pull out a red envelope he had prepared earlier, stuffing it into Sheng Ning's hands. "This is my red envelope for you. Take it and, in the future, never shortchange yourself." He could tell that Ningning was very filial to her father. Although she had acknowledged him for her dad's sake, it was enough to make him happy.
Fortunately, he hadn't listened to Xiao Hai's advice; otherwise, even with his eyes closed, he might not have been able to hear Ningning call him grandfather.
