Finally, a tiny bit of the medicine was applied to the corner of Chang Meiying's wall. Chang Meiying was so in pain that she almost jumped up, and her acting skills completely collapsed.

"Mom, Grandma, Meiying drank all her medicine, not a drop left!"

Granny Zhou immediately sat down to the side, comforting Chang Meiying who was crying after drinking her medicine, while raising her head to reject Zhou Hongyu's arrangement.

"The next flight to Guangdong province isn't until the day after tomorrow. By the time we get there, it'll be too late! Let's take the train! It's not very fast, but every little bit faster will do!"

Zhou Hongyu touched her buttocks with heartache. "If we take the train, will her buttocks still be usable when we get to Guangdong Province?"

"Mom, isn't this too hasty? Why don't we call my second brother again? Maybe the situation isn't so urgent..."

"No rush, no rush! What's in a rush? Your second brother is crying!"

If Granny Zhou hadn't been holding her little granddaughter in her arms, she would have pounced on Zhou Hongyu and grabbed her earring.

“When you failed your college entrance exams before, your second brother spent so much time tutoring you during the holidays, and I never saw him shed a single tear. This time, something important must have happened!”

Zhou Hongyu: "..."

This example is completely unnecessary!

When Chang Shuying came back from washing the dishes, she came over with a postcard in her hand: "Mom, Grandma, I remember that my second brother is in Guangdong Province right now, and he's in the same city as my second uncle. Since we can't get there in time, let's have my second brother check on the situation!"

Chang Pengfei followed Chef Qiao all over China, sending back a postcard from each place they visited: Xinjiang, Northwest China, Central China... Recently, they arrived in Lingnan, where Chef Qiao was going to stay for a while to see his friends.

The two are currently staying at the home of one of Chef Qiao's old friends.

The postcard has contact information.

Granny Zhou's eyes sharpened, and Zhou Hongyu broke out in a cold sweat. She took the contact information on the postcard and made a phone call.

"Hello, I'm Chef Qiao, who has specialized in culinary arts for thirty years. Please contact me for a face-to-face meeting if needed..."

"Hello, I'm Chang Pengfei's mother. Could you please have him come over and answer the phone?"

"Little Chang's mom! He's gone out! He won't be back for a while! If you need anything, just tell me, don't be shy... Hey, hey, Chang Pengfei, don't grab my phone!"