Yangyang bowed and retreated. He took the safety buckle back to the backyard and gave it to Zhou Jia. "Father, look at what Grandpa gave me."
Zhou Jia held it in his hand and saw that it was a jade safety buckle. Looking at the safety buckle, Zhou Jia recalled that he had never received a gift from Father Zhou since he was young. He wondered if there was really such a thing as an intergenerational relationship.
Zhou Jia hung the safety buckle around Yangyang's neck. "Uncle gave it to you. Keep it!"
Yangyang touched the safety buckle and asked Zhou Jia curiously, "Father, is Uncle's house far? Does he have many people?"
Zhou Jia thought for a moment and held Yangyang's hand as they walked towards the bathroom. "His house isn't far. There are still three people at home. Daddy will bring you to take a shower and rest. Tomorrow, you and Daddy will send Mother to the countryside to avoid the heat."
