There were two little kids in the car, so I had to slow down.

On the way, they kept asking endless questions about everything they saw, and I couldn't believe how curious they were.

Finally, we arrived at the Huffman family's residence. Ava looked at the grand gate in surprise and asked, "Does Grandpa Anson live in a park?”

I chuckled and glanced at the magnificent gate of the Huffman family's residence. It was towering, just like the entrance to a park.

No wonder the girls were so curious. I led them inside and said, "This is Grandpa Anson's house. It's huge and pretty, right?”

As we walked in, the girls kept asking questions curiously.

In the central hall, we saw Anson, leisurely sitting there drinking tea. He was clearly in a good mood.

Before I could say anything, Ava broke free from me and ran over, calling out, "Grandpa Anson! Mommy, Jenny, and I are here to visit you."

She added, "Grandpa Anson, your house is really grand."

Anson was delighted with the flattery. "Oh, my