Surrounded by an enthusiastic group of old men and women, An'an, who felt a touch from everyone, spotted Brother sitting on the bicycle and clamored to sit too.
"Grandma, ride the bike, An'an wants to ride too."
The little one, fearful that Brother might leave, rushed out in a panic, tugging at Grandma's arm for a hug.
Father Lu noticed his wife's actions, "Mom, you hold the bike, I'll lift An'an onto the bicycle."
"Ah."
The two brothers sat side by side on the back of the bicycle, their small hands tightly clinging to the front seat and Brother.
Father Lu instructed his grandsons, "Pingping and Anan, keep your legs apart, you can't put them down."
"Understood, Grandpa."
The little brothers obediently straddled their chunky legs, with Father Lu guarding by their side.
"Bye, Grandpa and Grandma."
Little An'an waved his little hand, melting the hearts of the group of old men and women, who were jealous to death.
