An old man and a little girl

The day we take my sister back to KK.

After we go shopping,we stopped by here for lunch.while we were waiting for the food,there was an old man brought a little girl (his grandaughter ,I suppose) and they came into to order some pizza.they went waiting at the corner and didn’t caught my attention at first. But the little gorgeous start talking with her baby-like voice and gets louder and louder. “cold drink is better than hot drink in this hot day!”, “I don’t like this flavour, I want that with cheese on it!”the girl said and her grandpa is always smiling and explaining to her, without any communication barrier! I mean that’s what we can hardly see in these days!

I’m so jealous at that time because it is such a strong bond existed between the grandpa and his grandchild . the talking, the laughing, was really unforgettable. before they leave, I quietly take a photo of them at the corner, see it and feel it for yourself. That’s what I truly wished for when I’m old, a peaceful family, nice and steady, peace and quiet. That’s what I learnt from an old man and a little girl.