Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Timothy obediently brought over the little stool and quietly watched him.

As the old man took a sip of tea, a look of surprise flashed across his face.

Timothy, who had been watching him, quickly asked, “Grandpa Clarkson, is the tea especially good?”

The old man nodded, “Yes, the taste is quite unique. What kind of tea is this?”

Timothy chuckled, feeling quite proud.

“This is something my mom made. I don’t know what kind of tea it is.”

The smile on the old man’s face froze. For a moment, he didn’t know whether to put the tea down or take another sip.

Timothy didn’t know that his grandfather had ever looked for trouble with his mother, let alone that he and his sister were considered nuisances by his grandfather. All he wanted to do was to take good care of his grandfather during his rare visit.

“My mom can make a lot of snacks too. Wait a moment, Grandpa Clarkson, let me get some for you to try.”

After saying this, he didn’t wait for the old man’s reaction and hastily ran into the kitchen.

Mr. Lewis took this opportunity to put down his teacup and looked around. As he examined the room, his brow furrowed, and he asked Tifanny.

“Tifanny, do you usually attend classes here?”

Tifanny nodded and pointed to the newly purchased projector on one side.

“Yes, mommy uses the computer to project lessons for us. It’s very advanced and interesting!”

Tifanny then pointed to the terrace, “When we play games, we put some small cushions over there. It’s so much fun!”

Mr. Lewis frowned at the living room, which seemed even smaller than his great-grandson’s bathroom. He was filled with disdain, but he couldn’t bring himself to voice his contempt when faced with Tifanny’s enthusiastic little face.

“Really? Does your big brother Timmy play with you too?”

His great-grandson had always been cold and aloof since he was a child and didn’t get along with other children from the Lewis family.

Could his great-grandson get along with them in such a shabby place?

Mr. Lewis believed it was impossible!

Tifanny nodded, “Of course, he’s our big brother and our team leader. The leader should be a role model.”

The old man was still skeptical when Timothy came out of the kitchen with a plate of snacks.

There were three different types of snacks on the plate.

“Grandpa Clarkson, try some. The orange carrot snack is an orange-flavored cookie made by Timmy’s family’s chef. The little pigs and little rabbits are green bean pastries we made with mommy. Please try them all.”

The old man was puzzled, “Timmy’s chef can make this?”

Since Roy Lewis’ chef had been transferred from the main house, they were formal high-level pastry masters. Why would they need to make such a fussy food to please a child?

“Yes, Uncle brought them over. Timmy and we all like them very much.”

Upon hearing that Timmy liked them too, the old man felt relieved.

He first tried an orange-flavored cookie because he didn’t usually like it that much, “Hmm, not bad…”

Tifanny eagerly looked at him, “Grandpa Clarkson, try the little white rabbit stuffed bun too. It was made by big brother Timmy and us together.”

At first, the old man didn’t want to try it because it was something Richelle made, but when Tifanny said that his great-grandson had also participated in making it, he reluctantly took a piece and put it in his mouth.

The green bean pastry was a traditional snack that young people nowadays didn’t like very much, and the ones sold in pastry shops were becoming less and less authentic. The old man was only trying it to please his great-grandson.

However, when he tasted it, the thin crust dissolved in his mouth, and the green bean paste inside was soft and glutinous, with the perfect amount of sweetness. He smacked his lips, and the fragrance of green beans filled his mouth.

“How is it, does it taste good?”

Tifanny looked at him expectantly.

The old man couldn’t lie and say it wasn’t delicious, especially since his beloved great-grandson had a hand in making it.

“Yes, it’s delicious!”

Timothy held out his teacup and handed it to him.

“Grandpa Clarkson, have a sip of tea, it’ll taste even better…”

Mr. Lewis hesitated for a moment, looking into the lively and kind eyes of the boy before finally taking the teacup and taking a small sip.

The aroma of the green bean matched with the tea’s fragrance created another delightfully unforgettable flavor.

“How is it, not bad, right?”

Like this, Mr. Lewis had to drink two cups of tea and eat four pieces of pastry upon entering the house, all under the watchful eyes of the two little rascals.

The voices of the two children alternated in his ears, but he didn’t find it annoying at all. On the contrary, he found the pair lively, adorable, and polite with a sense of vitality.

By now, he had completely put aside the purpose of his visit and was reminded of the gifts he had brought for the children only after he had finished eating his pastries.

“Timothy, those are gifts for you and Tifanny. Take a look and see if you like them.”

Timothy and Tifanny took the gifts out of the bag, revealing chocolates, candies, model toys, and a Barbie Doll.

“We love them, thank you, Grandpa Clarkson!”

The two little rascals bowed to express their gratitude to the old man before whispering to each other, discussing something unknown.

As Mr. Lewis grew curious, Timothy spoke up.

“Grandpa Clarkson, please play with Tifanny for a while. I need to go back to the bedroom.”

It was at this moment that Mr. Lewis started to become suspicious. Was this child going to call his mother?

However, even if the child alerted his mother, there was no big deal, as he hadn’t done anything wrong to the kids!

With that thought, Mr. Lewis felt somewhat regretful.

He had been inside the house for more than half an hour, but he had only cared about eating, drinking, and following the two kids’ lead in their conversation.

He never had the chance to ask what he had wanted to know.

“Alright, you can go; I’ll chat with Tifanny for a while.”

Mr. Lewis has more great-grandchildren than just Timmy. Among them were boys and girls, but only Timmy was his favorite.

He cared for the other great-grandchildren too, but he couldn’t love them as dearly as Timmy.

Yet for the two children of Richelle, who had no direct relation to him at all, his heart felt warm and touched several times, reminiscent of how he felt towards Timmy.

It seemed that he truly had a connection with these two children!

“Grandpa Clarkson, are you feeling better now?”

Tifanny suddenly remembered that Grandpa Clarkson had been sick previously. She had never had the chance to see him before, so she couldn’t help but worry after seeing him now.

Mr. Lewis didn’t expect such a little girl to actually care about his health. He couldn’t help but think of his other great-grandchild who had visited days ago and insinuated that he needed money for learning and buying things.

Nobody, from his son to his grandchildren and great-grandchildren, seemed to care that he had fallen ill and nearly passed away.

He sighed silently in his heart and bent down to pat the little girl’s head.

“Tifanny, I appreciate your concern. I am fine now, able to eat and sleep well. I am doing great.”

Tifanny grabbed the old man’s hand with her little chubby hand and gently patted it.

“Grandpa Clarkson, you have to be well. Otherwise, Timmy and all of us would be worried.”

Mr. Lewis laughed heartily, wanting to believe in these words but deep down thinking the little girl was merely trying to make him happy.

“You would also worry about Grandpa Clarkson?”

The little girl blinked her bright eyes, “Of course! You’re Timmy’s great-grandfather. When you’re sick, Timmy is really worried, and so are we!”

At this moment, Timothy, who had gone to the bedroom for an unknown reason, came out just in time to catch his sister’s words and felt his heart skip a beat.

Oh no, the truth is about to be exposed!