Xiao Weiguo did not mind the strong, fishy smell on his grandmother's hands at all. Instead, he thoroughly enjoyed letting her wrinkled, weathered hands gently stroke his cheek.
Looking at the kind, smiling elderly woman before him, a genuine sense of warmth welled up from the depths of his heart, like flowers blooming in the spring sunshine.
Though not related by blood, this old woman had cared for his family like a true relative from the very moment they met.
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