The darling of the group: Koi Soft Baby is five and a half years old

If I refused, old man Qiao, who is such a dramatic person, would have to put on another drama.

Old Madam Sheng had no objection. At her age, there was no point for her to get jealous.

When Mr. Qiao was feeling very proud, Qiao Mingzhu's voice rang out from behind him: "Grandpa, can I go with you?"

"No..." The word "can't" got stuck in his throat, but Mr. Qiao didn't say it out loud. He changed the topic and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Hello, Grandpa Sheng and Grandma Sheng~" Qiao Mingzhu first greeted them politely, and then said, "We have to go shopping in the mall. If my sister can't walk anymore, I can carry her."

Old Master Qiao was about to retort that he could also hold the baby, but then he changed his mind and realized that his waist was not in very good condition and it would be difficult for him to hold the baby.

So just like that, Qiao Mingzhu also went to the mall.

At the largest Lucky Shopping Center in Kyoto, a low-key luxury car was parked at the door.

The Sheng family couple dressed modestly, and Mr. Qiao, who looked serious and upright. There was also a very handsome boy, and a cute and bright little glutinous rice dumpling.

This combination was so eye-catching that passers-by couldn't help but look back.

The parties involved were very calm, only Xiao Ruanbao blinked his eyes in confusion, hugged his brother's neck and whispered: "Brother, why are so many people looking at us?"

Qiao Mingzhu pinched his sister's little face and said with a smile: "Of course it's because our little soft baby is so cute!"

"Really? Hehe~" Little Softie blushed and smiled shyly.

These days, the little soft baby has gained a little weight at home. His little arms are no longer skin and bones, but have a little flesh, making him look even more adorable.

A few people walked into the mall, but instead of rushing to buy smart watches, they took their little SoftBao to the underground first floor.

The underground first floor of every shopping mall is a food paradise. This was proposed by Qiao Mingzhu. After finally bringing his sister out, of course he had to take her out to eat something delicious to improve his favorability in her heart.

Looking at the dazzling array of delicious food around him, little Ruanbao's saliva was almost flowing.

She twisted her little butt, waiting for Qiao Mingzhu to put her down.

Qiao Mingzhu naturally understood his sister's body movements. After putting her down, he held her hand and said, "Be good, hold on to your brother when there are many people around. If you get lost, you won't be able to come back."

As soon as he finished speaking, a fist landed on his head, neither light nor heavy: "Stop scaring your sister!"

Qiao Mingzhu was not angry, and smiled: "Grandpa, a child of this age will die if you let go. Do you still remember when Yuan Zheng was a child?"

Mr. Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the scene when his grandson died. Then he said sternly: "Then you must take good care of Xiao Ruonbao. If you lose him, you will be in trouble!"

Qiao Mingzhu: Oh! Being a brother is so hard. Being a grandson is even harder!

Since ancient times, grandparents have been close to each other, not to mention Xiaoruanbao, the little princess who had been lost for more than five years. The Sheng couple bought almost everything Xiaoruanbao wanted. In just half an hour, Qiao Mingzhu's hands were full of all kinds of things.

He heard Little Soft Baby muttering: This is for Grandpa, that is for Grandpa, Grandma. And my brothers, sisters, uncles, and so on all have their share.

The tool man Qiao Mingzhu was silently carrying things in the back, looking enviously at the cute little hands of Xiaoruanbao holding his grandfather's left hand and his grandfather's right hand.

Qiao Mingzhu reasonably suspected that these three people whom he couldn't afford to offend bought so many things just to prevent him from having any free hands to hold the little soft baby.

Thinking of this, he paused: "Grandpa, I'll put the things back in the car first, and come back to see you later, okay?"

Mr. Qiao looked at what Qiao Mingzhu was holding and nodded: "Ah, then go ahead."

Little Ruanbao turned around and waved to his brother: "Then brother must come back to find Ruanbao soon!"

As soon as Qiao Mingzhu left, Mr. Sheng suggested, "Let's go upstairs and look at some clothes for Ruanbao. Buy her a few more. A little girl should be dressed beautifully."

Mr. Qiao fully agreed with this proposal: "Yes, yes, Xiaoruanbao's cloakroom is still too empty, we need to stock it up. We need some hats, skirts, and shoes."

Little Soft was thinking about the huge dressing room in his room, which was almost bigger than his fake mother's house in Shenjia Village, and was already half filled with things.

"No need for that. It would be a waste if Ruanbao can't wear the clothes when he grows taller!" Little Ruanbao refused.

In the past, the fake mother said that children grow up quickly and didn’t buy clothes for her, so she could only wear the fake brother’s old clothes that were gray and dirty. Now she has a lot of little skirts to wear and she is very satisfied!

"How can this be! Our little soft baby is a little princess, she should change her clothes every day. It's not like grandpa can't afford them!" Grandpa Sheng threw out a black card with a wealthy look.

"Even your grandfather can afford it, he didn't buy out the entire mall!" Old Man Qiao threw out a bunch of black cards.

"I'm not selling it..." Before Mr. Sheng could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Mrs. Sheng.

"Alright, alright, put it away quickly! It's fine if you're embarrassing yourself here, but don't make a noise and scare my baby!" Old Lady Sheng made a prompt decision and glared at both of them.

Mr. Sheng put away the card and smiled flatteringly at his wife: "I just want to take Xiao Ruanbao to buy a skirt."

Old Master Qiao didn't say anything, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes. His wife died of complications during childbirth when she gave birth to Luo Xun.

They had endured all the hard times, but they had not been able to share the happiness. After following him, she had not had a single good day.

The little Soft Baby probably sensed his grandfather's emotions, and held his grandfather's big hand with his soft little hand.

After scolding Grandpa Sheng, Mrs. Sheng stroked Little Soft's hair and said, "Little Soft, don't worry about wasting the skirt. When Little Soft can no longer wear it, we can donate it to children in the mountains who don't have any skirts to wear."

"Donate..." Little Soft didn't quite understand the meaning of this word, and blinked at his grandmother.

Mrs. Sheng considered her words carefully and continued to explain: "It's for the children in the mountainous areas. Theoretically, there's no waste. So Xiaoruanbao can buy whatever he likes."

Xiaoruanbao nodded, her eyes lit up. So that's how it is. She didn't have a little skirt to wear before, but one day an aunt in the village gave her a little white skirt to wear, and she was really super happy.

And the skirt is not as pretty as this one, but she is still very happy. Although she was taken away by the fake mother as a rag after wearing it for a while, she was very happy when she put it on!

Thinking of this, Little Soft nodded: "Soft knows!"

Old Madam Sheng touched Little Soft's hair with satisfaction: "Our Soft is different. He is a kind and good child."