"Quick, try them on to see if they fit." Fang Ci held the shoes and squatted down to help her change them, murmuring, "It's been over half a year since we last met, I don't know if your shoe size has changed. I bought them one size larger just in case."
Yang Qingwen blushed, feeling ashamed.
Such strong affection from the elder was so apparent; how could she dismiss it due to her own overthinking?
"Grandma, let me do it myself, I'm grown up now..." Yang Qingwen couldn't accept needing her grandmother to change her shoes at her age.
In Fang Ci's eyes, she was still that little child.
"Alright, haha..." Of course, if the child wanted to do it herself, she wouldn't object.
When Yang Qingwen tried them on, they were indeed a bit large, but it was fine; her feet were still growing, and it's better for the shoes to be slightly larger now than too small to wear.
The full moon banquet was held with just two tables, a family gathering.
