After a pause, when she came to her senses, Grandma Rong and Rong Qing were almost in the kitchen. As soon as they entered and closed the door, Rong Qing waved her hand, and the twelve dishes, a soup, and a large bowl of white rice prepared for lunch appeared on the empty stove.

Grandma Rong found a large clean tray, and each of the grandmother and grandson had a large tray. They brought braised pork, braised carp, dry-fried meatballs, chicken stewed with mushrooms, bacon fried with dried radish, pickled cabbage, minced meat and eggplant, celery with dried tofu, shredded pork with chili peppers, blood sausage stewed with sauerkraut, roast chicken with chestnuts, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and pork rib soup to the table at once.

Considering the number of people having lunch today, Grandma Rong was worried that her sweet baby would be hungry, so each portion was very large.

Looking at the delicious dishes on the table that exude an alluring aroma, even though the Jiang family has never lacked food or clothing, in this era, it still takes some thought and effort to prepare so many large quantities of delicious meat dishes in a single meal.

Grandma Jiang immediately and affectionately took Grandma Rong's hand:

"Sister Wanjun, you're too polite. You've prepared so much. It's all because Old Jiang didn't tell you yesterday that we were going to the state-owned restaurant for lunch. You have to give me the honor of hosting you in the evening."

"With Guaibao's help, it's not that hard. Come on, try it and see if it suits your taste."

Grandma Rong naturally responds with a good attitude to those who truly love and are friendly to her beloved child.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Aunt Wanjun. I should have been the host and treated you well."

Mr. Jiang himself looks elegant and gentle, and he exudes a natural temperament, which makes people naturally have a good impression of him.

Grandma Rong smiled and said:

"It's just a meal, no need to be so polite. From now on, I'll have to trouble you to take care of my sweet baby. I've spoiled her since she was little, and her personality is too pure and kind. She needs your protection."

Mother Jiang responded with a smile:

"We're all family, this is natural. Xiao Qing is very kind and pure, and as elders, we must protect her beautiful nature."

"Grandma Rong, your cooking skills are amazing! They're even better than Aunt Liu's. I can't stop eating. I must bring Aunt Liu over someday to learn from you."

Jiang Yaner ate with a smile on her face and praised generously.

Rong Qing quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, displeasure flashed in his eyes, and his voice was indifferent and cold:

"My grandmother's cooking skills were inherited from our ancestors and are only passed down to future generations. I'm learning now, and I'm afraid of disappointing Aunt Liu. But I can go find those state banquet chefs and learn from them."

What kind of thing is this endless innuendo in his words? Now he's comparing her grandmother with their nanny. Although for her, the only difference is the profession, and there's no distinction between people, but it's obvious that Jiang Yaner is being judged by her level?

As the words fell, the atmosphere in the room froze for a moment.

Jiang Yaner's lively eyes, like a little deer, instantly became misty, and she turned to look at Jiang's mother and Jiang Zimo.

Grandpa Jiang smiled and tried to smooth things over:

"Indeed! Sister Wanjun's cooking skills have been passed down from her great-grandparents. When we were young, Old Rong and I also tried it several times while she was learning. It is really touching that we can still eat it now. Yan'er can ask your Grandma Rong for a free meal in the future if she wants to eat it. Xiao Li really doesn't have the good fortune to learn it."

Jiang Yaner sniffed and immediately smiled sweetly, "Really? Grandpa, can I come to Grandma Rong's house more often to eat? Her cooking is so delicious. I'll cry if I don't get to eat it anymore."

Mother Jiang reached out and lovingly scratched her little nose: "You, how come your mother didn't know when you turned into a little greedy cat?"

Jiang Yaner blinked her big eyes and stuck out her tongue playfully: "Oh, Mom, it's because I've never eaten the food cooked by Grandma Rong before, but can you really come? Then won't it be too hard for Grandma Rong to cook for me?"

Grandma Rong smiled and replied, "You're all welcome to come anytime before my dear gets married. I enjoy the hustle and bustle of life as I get older. Seeing you, such beautiful people, makes me feel much better. It's as if I've suddenly become a few years younger."