At this time, he was still bundled up like a little dumpling in a large piece of faded cotton blanket, lying sprawled out in an old woman's arms.,Zhou Mianmian opened her grape-like big eyes, a small smile appeared on her face, and she immediately fell in love with the gentle-looking woman before her.,"Let me hug you, Father, please." Shirou also reached out his hand, just about to grab Zhou Mianmian's little feet.。