“That’s right,” Shen Qiaoyue said with a smile.

"By the way, does Yao Yao know about her father?" Chu Wanfang asked again.

“She was about to give birth a while ago, but we didn’t have time to tell her, so we don’t know yet.” Shen Qiaoyue added, “When they come over for dinner later, Mom, please don’t say anything. Yao Yao just gave birth and finished her postpartum confinement. She can’t be upset like that.”

“I know that, but it’s not good to keep it a secret forever. Did you know that Grandma Jiang has passed away?” Chu Wanfang said, watching Shen Qiaoyue’s back as she poured water.

Shen Qiaoyue turned to look at her mother in surprise and asked, "When did this happen?"

"Not long after National Day, Lu Chen's uncle fell ill. She went to his bedside to check on him a few times, and then, for some reason, she suddenly collapsed at home that night due to a heart attack. Your father-in-law handled the funeral arrangements," Chu Wanfang added.

Li Xiaoxiao came out of the kitchen and was also surprised to hear the news.

"Such earth-shattering news, and there wasn't a single word about it." Li Xiaoxiao was astonished upon hearing the news, and then sighed, "That arrogant old woman has actually passed away. It's such a pity that none of her children and grandchildren went to visit her."

“Lu Chen’s father didn’t say anything, and Lu He didn’t mention a word either, so we don’t know either.” Shen Qiaoyue was also very surprised.

Although I didn't have any particular feelings about this old lady Jiang, I was still surprised.

The blood ties are here, and the children should also go and see them off.

“It’s too far to go back and forth. Your father-in-law doesn’t want you to take the child there. It’s normal for an old man to pass away. When your father and I reach that age, it will be the same for us.” Chu Wanfang took such things lightly.

Shen Qiaoyue didn't like what she heard and said, "Mom, what are you saying? You have a house full of children and grandchildren now, and you'll be enjoying a life of happiness in the future."

“That’s right, sister-in-law, don’t say such unlucky things,” Li Xiaoxiao chimed in, picking celery leaves.

Chu Wanfang silently shut her mouth.

"Mom, didn't you say who brought you here? Why didn't you say a word when you came?" Shen Qiaoyue pressed Chu Wanfang. "If you had called us, we could have come and pick you up."