"It's so cute. Who gave you the prick?"
Yuna Xiao chuckled: "My mother made it for me! She made my hair bun for me. Grandpa, please praise my mother."
"Hey, OK, OK, praise, praise, praise, that's it." Xiao Huaimin carried the child into the door and looked at his daughter-in-law, Pingping Tingting, who was standing beside her. His eldest son was standing next to her. They were a good match for each other.
"Willow Wang, Yun'er asked me to praise you." Xiao Huaimin always had a good temper in front of his grandchildren. He asked his good granddaughter: "Yun'er, what do you want your grandfather to praise you for?"
"Hmm..." The little girl tilted her head and thought for a while, then clapped her hands and said, "My mother is beautiful. Please praise my mother for her beauty!"
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