Edmend Black slowly stretched out his hand from the quilt and smiled kindly.
Mary Kinson took the initiative to reach out and shake hands. In her bright eyes, her chestnut pupil eyes were clean and clear.
Edmend Black’s grandchildren were all boys, and it is rare to meet such a caring girl as Mary Kinson . He is so happy that he loves her as her own granddaughter.
"Well, that girl is intelligent and lovable, and very similar to you."
Mary Kinson heard about her mother's past from others for the first time, and she was naturally curious: "How did you know each other?"
Edmend Black looked down and smiled: "That has to tell a long story."
"As long as Grandpa is not tired, I am willing to listen no matter how long."
Black narrowed his wrinkled eyes, and his smile was rarely relaxed with
