Chapter 143 Grandpa Zhou took an apple out of the fridge and began peeling it, frowning slightly as he tried to figure out how to carve it into the shape of a little bunny. Before long, the sound of quick, light footsteps echoed through the house. Grandpa Zhou’s usually stern face gradually softened. Just from the footsteps, he could already tell which little rascal it was. “Grandpa, where’s my little bunny?” “Almost done, just about ready.” An An sat on the sofa hugging the…