It was exactly 6:00 PM.

Aunt Qin's loud voice came from the kitchen, "Xiao Wan, dinner is ready. Come in and eat with Grandpa."

"Okay, Aunt Qin, let's go in now."

Su Yinwan got up and helped Grandpa Su walk to the dining table.

Rong Jing followed behind them.

Looking at the table full of delicious-looking food, Su Yinwan couldn't help but sweet-talk.

"Aunt Qin's cooking skills are getting better and better. You can tell the dish tastes good without even tasting it."

"This child is really good with words." Aunt Qin smiled as she untied her apron and hung it behind the kitchen door.

"Come, Grandpa." Rong Jing stepped forward, pulled out the dining chair at the head of the table, and helped Grandpa Su sit down.

At this moment, Aunt Qin took a warm, damp towel from the kitchen and handed it to the old man to wipe his hands.

Looking up at Su Yinwan and her husband, she said gently, "Xiaowan, take your husband to wash his hands. Later, try the dishes Aunt Qin made today and see how they taste."

"Mmm." Su Yinwan responded and pulled Rong Jing towards the kitchen.

A bottle of hand soap, lavender scented, sat next to the sink in the kitchen—the very scent Su Yinwan liked.

She pressed two or three drops of hand sanitizer and quickly rubbed her hands together to create a thick layer of foam.

She smiled, reached out her hand to Rong Jing's hand, and slowly rubbed her palm and the back of her hand together.

"So Mrs. Rong likes to wash her hands like this." Rong Jing enjoyed the woman's intimacy, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up.

"You're right here, what? Don't you like it?" Su Yinwan deliberately squeezed the man's hand tightly.

That amount of strength is nothing at all.

Rong Jing looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "I like it. I hope you can be like this in Qianyue Bay."

Su Yinwan smiled without saying a word.

She turned on the tap, washed both of their hands, and dried them with towels before leaving the kitchen.

Su Yinwan and Rong Jing sat to the right of the old man, while Aunt Qin sat to the left.

The Su family didn't have many rules, nor did they have a distinction between master and servant.

Therefore, Aunt Qin would sit at the table with them to eat.

"Xiao Wan, try this beer-braised duck. I've been simmering it in a clay pot for a while now, so it should be flavorful."

Aunt Qin picked up a piece of duck leg meat with the serving chopsticks and placed it in Su Yinwan's bowl.

"Thank you, Aunt Qin."

Su Yinwan picked up a piece of duck meat and chewed it slowly.

The beer flavor wasn't strong, and the duck meat didn't have a gamey smell.

The meat is tender and smooth, with a delicious savory sauce flavor.

"It's so delicious, Aunt Qin. Looks like I'll have to eat a few more bowls of rice today."

After finishing the piece of meat, Su Yinwan quickly praised Aunt Qin.

"Then eat more, and try this too." Aunt Qin smiled so much that her eyes narrowed.

"Ah Jing, eat more too, don't go hungry. Xiao Wan, put some food on his plate, don't just eat by yourself," the old man reminded him.

"oh."

Su Yinwan felt that this scene was very familiar.

She remembered that when they were eating at the Rong family's old house, her grandfather had reminded Rong Jing to serve her food in the same way.

"Here, this is delicious, and this is also delicious."

Su Yinwan used both a spoon and chopsticks to continuously put food into Rong Jing's bowl.

Soon, the food in the bowl had piled up into a small mountain.

The man looked at the care his wife was giving him, and a smile spread across his thin lips.

He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat slowly, bite by bite.

Grandpa Su was very pleased to see the young couple's interaction.

In just fifteen minutes, the old man had finished eating.

His appetite has decreased significantly since then, and he doesn't have the same appetite as before.

Aunt Qin then helped him walk to the living room.

Rong Jing had already finished eating all the food in his bowl; he was done eating.

Seeing that Su Yinwan's appetite hadn't diminished, he sat down beside her to keep her company.

"Cough cough cough."

Su Yinwan was suddenly choked by the chili peppers, and her throat felt very uncomfortable.

She kept coughing until tears came to her eyes.

"Eat slowly, look at you..."

Rong Jing quickly poured her a glass of warm water and gently patted her back.

Su Yinwan took the warm water and gulped it down, slowly recovering.

With a "whoosh," I finally felt much better.

"No, no, let's go out and keep Grandpa company."

"good."

Rong Jing put his arm around Su Yinwan's waist and walked towards the living room.

Seeing the young couple come out together, the old man said, "Have you all eaten? Come with me for a walk."

"Yes, Grandpa."

So the three of them strolled leisurely along the path paved with stones.

Su Yinwan was still standing beside her grandfather, supporting him.

The old man leaned on his cane with his other hand, while Rong Jing stood on the other side of Su Yinwan.

"Xiao Wan has come back to see her grandpa again. What a filial child!"

The supermarket owner in the small town greeted the three people who were going out for a walk after their meal.

"Uncle Su is so lucky. His son and daughter-in-law are so filial, and his granddaughter and grandson-in-law care about him so much."

"Of course, you should urge your son, Cheng, to get married. He's not young anymore, it's time for him to settle down."

"That brat, I don't want to deal with him anymore. He's so useless, I don't expect him to support me in my old age."

The supermarket owner has a son who is thirty-five or thirty-six years old this year.

He has no career success, spends all his time playing games at home, and thinks about sponging off his parents.

I haven't seen him bring a girlfriend back either.

The proprietress originally thought that if her son got married but still didn't have a job, she would give the supermarket, which she had prepared for her retirement, to her son and daughter-in-law to run.

Unfortunately, my son is like a lump of mud, impossible to prop up.

She simply stopped spending so much time and energy on her son.

You're an adult now, you should be in charge of your own life.

Now, she eats and drinks well, takes good care of her health, and doesn't bother her son.

"Then let's go for a walk ahead first, you can continue with your work." After pausing for a moment, Grandpa Su walked forward with the young couple.

"Okay, sure."

The evening breeze was a bit chilly.

"Grandpa, it's getting cold. Put your coat on first."

Fortunately, Su Yinwan went to her grandfather's room to get a black coat before leaving.

After putting a coat on the old man, the three continued walking.

"Hey, Old Su, is this your grandson-in-law?"

The person walking over is Grandpa Zhou, who often plays chess with Grandpa.

He had already noticed Rong Jing, who was tall and slender with a handsome face, standing next to Su Yinwan.

"That's right." Grandpa Su proudly raised his head and introduced, "Rong Jing, the husband of our Xiao Wan."

Rong Jing also nodded politely to Grandpa Zhou.

"Not bad, not bad. He has a dignified and imposing appearance, and is mature and steady. He is a perfect match for Xiao Wan."

Grandpa Zhou had a very good first impression of Rong Jing, stroking his white beard and nodding with a smile.

Su Yinwan looked at the familiar and kind Grandpa Zhou and greeted him with a smile, "Hello, Grandpa Zhou."

"Hey, Xiao Wan, how long do you plan to stay with Grandpa this time?"

"It'll probably take about a week," Su Yinwan replied with a smile.

"Then why don't you bring your husband to Grandpa Zhou's house sometime and let Grandma Zhou cook something delicious for you?"

"Yes, Grandpa Zhou, we'll go in a couple of days."