An old man with snow-white hair, stood with his hands clasped behind his back, a wooden staff concealed. He was walking toward the riverbank from behind.,“Of course it’s my grandfather… Old man, how did you get here!” Su Shier replied without thinking. He turned his head and saw his grandfather walking over with a child in his arms. He was startled and the wild boar he had just straightened dropped from his hands.,After all, Su Mingren is getting up there in years. After circling a few times, his face was red and he was panting, unable to run any further.。