Maria rolled down the car window and greeted her, "Hi, Tami. Yes, it's me!"
She then drove into the villa when the gate opened. Tami followed her in. As soon as her car stopped, Tami opened the door for her and said with a smile, "I'm so glad you've come, Maria. Mr. and Mrs. Xi have been talking about you the whole afternoon."
Maria got out of the car and walked to the trunk. She opened it while saying, "I dropped by the supermarket and bought some ingredients. I'm going to cook for Grandpa and Grandma tonight."
"You are still as filial as before. I'm sure that they will be very happy," Tami said with a smile. She then helped Maria carry the bags inside.
An old woman appeared at the front door. Her white hair was set into a bun at the top of her head, adorned with an emerald hairpin. With the long loose black dress with dark patterns she was wearing and a silk shawl on her shoulders, she was giving off an unusual temperament. She was Charlotte, James' grandmother
When she saw Maria and Tami walking towards the door, she amiably smiled. "Maria, I know that you are here."
With several big and small bags in her hands, Maria walked up to her. "Grandma, I'm so sorry that I'm a bit late." The truth was, she felt sorry because she hadn't visited the two elders during the Mid-Autumn Festival in the past years. "It doesn't matter. You are here now, and I'm so glad to see you again." Charlotte smiled and kept repeating her last sentence to herself.
Maria carried all of the bags in her left hand and held Charlotte's arm with the right. "Where is Grandpa?"
"Oh, he's in the study," Charlotte answered, smiling from ear to ear. Knowing that Maria was here, Augustine had deliberately put on airs.
Before Maria and Charlotte entered the living room together, Maria put down all the bags aside and went to change into a pair of slippers.
Charlotte just stood at the side and watched her. When she took off her high heels, Charlotte nodded with satisfaction and commented, "Maria, you have gotten so much prettier."
Maria smiled at her, put on the slippers, and held her arm again. "Grandma, you are still the same. I've missed you so much."
Before Charlotte could say anything, a stern old voice was heard from inside. "Humph! Don't be fooled by her. She doesn't miss you at all." Maria hadn't come to visit them for several years.
Charlotte and Maria exchanged glances and smiled at each other. Maria stuck out her tongue, winked at Charlotte, and whispered, "Grandma, I'll just go inside to greet him."
Charlotte nodded, thinking inwardly, 'I didn't know that this old man could also lose his patience sometimes.'
Maria entered the living room with something in her hand. A thin old man was sitting on the sofa, looking out of the window with his legs crossed. Obviously, he deliberately looked away. Augustine was also like James. They were both difficult to deal with.
Maria plucked up the courage to walk up to him and tried to break the ice. "Grandpa, I'm here to see you and Grandma."
Augustine snorted coldly, still keeping an aloof expression on his face. "Well, you are super busy. How come you suddenly remember to visit us? It's unbelievable!"
Before she could be embarrassed by Augustine, Maria hurriedly handed over the thing in her hands to him. "Grandpa, I'm so sorry. I've brought you a walking stick made from Funan rosewood."
'Funan rosewood?' Augustine repeated in his mind. It was only then that he turned his head and looked at Maria. When he saw the walking stick in her hand, his eyes lit up. He couldn't help but confirm, "Is that really made from Funan rosewood?"
Seeing the sudden change in his expression, Maria breathed a sigh of relief. She crouched down in front of him, took off the wrapper, and showed him the walking stick. "Yes, Grandpa. I brought a string of Buddhist beads for Grandma and a walking stick for you."
Charlotte, who followed Maria in, suddenly said in a trembling voice, "According to the 'Annotation of Ancient and Modern: Grass and Trees' of Cui Bao in Jin Dynasty, the purple sandalwood which comes from Funan, is also known as rosewood. This is a rare one. Good girl, thank you."
"It's my pleasure, Grandma." Maria took another paper bag and took out the string of Buddha beads. She then handed it to Charlotte.
Augustine looked at the walking stick, smelled its fragrance, and said stubbornly, "Humph! If she is really a good girl, she shouldn't have ignored us for so many years.
With a guilty look on her face, Maria was about to explain to them. But Charlotte waved at her and said, "Don't mind him. This old man is just being naughty right these days."
As Augustine got older, he had also become more childish. The famous business tycoon in the past was now a naughty old man.
Maria smiled knowingly and said, "Now that I'm back in H City, I will come to visit you more often when I'm free. Grandpa, I hope it won't irritate you."
"Of course, it will! Don't disturb our peaceful world," Augustine snapped without even raising his head. His eyes were fixed on the walking stick.
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