Early on Sunday morning, Qian Muchue made the first phone call to Qian Yifeng since her rebirth, saying that she would go home to see him today. She asked why she didn't call earlier because she didn't want to have too much contact with this nominal scumbag father.

It was obvious that Qian Yifeng had forgotten about his daughter. There was a brief silence on the phone, and then he told Qian Muchue to come back for lunch. He was probably afraid that Qian Muchue would stay at home because she was in a hurry for dinner.

"Xiaoxue, take this pickle, and bring a bag of fruit to Hongwei." Grandma Qian instructed carefully.

"Okay, grandma."

Qian Muchue took the things obediently and agreed with a smile. In her heart, Qian Muchue was thinking that she didn't want to bring anything. What right did they have to eat these things? They didn't spend a penny in four years of college. As a father, what right did he have to enjoy his daughter's filial piety?

But this was Grandma Qian's motherly love, so Qian Muchue endured it.

"Yaya, mom is gone, you stay home and be good."

Qian Muchue kissed Qian Xiaoya on the forehead, then went out with her bag and things in her hands.

It was almost lunchtime when Qian Muchue arrived at the residential complex where Qian Yifeng's family lived. She calculated the time and came here. Given the nature of this family, if she came early, she might have to cook lunch for them. If she came late, she probably wouldn't be able to eat and would have to help them wash the pots and dishes.

I knocked on the door, and it took a long time before someone opened it.

"Hey, Miss, you're back at the right time. The meal is ready." It was Zhang Shan who opened the door, speaking in a familiar weird tone.

"Auntie." Qian Muchue greeted her perfunctorily and walked past her in.

Zhang Shan was stunned, and then she became angry. After not seeing her stepdaughter for a year, she had become bolder and no longer took her seriously.

"Dad, this is something I brought for you." Qian Muchue looked natural, not at all like the timid and dependent person she was before.

Qian Yifeng was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV, while Zhang Ya was sitting on the other side fiddling with her phone. When they saw Qian Muchue coming back, they both turned their eyes to her.

"Just come back. Whatever you bring, your aunt has prepared the meal. We can eat soon." Qian Yifeng acted like the head of the family.

"Thank you for your hard work, Auntie." Qian Muchue said politely, found a seat and sat down, instead of going to the kitchen to work as usual.

Zhang Shan followed in and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this scene.

“It’s Miss Jiao, she comes back once a year and waits for the elders to serve her.”

Qian Muchue pretended not to hear and sat firmly on her seat, not showing any sign of getting up.

Zhang Shan was furious, but she couldn't really pull Qian Muchue up and make her work. Qian Muchue was always harsh in her words, and she would feel embarrassed if she really took action.

For the original owner, Zhang Shan's mouth was like a knife that could cut her into pieces. But for Qian Muchue now, I'm sorry, I'm just thick-skinned. As long as I'm not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

Qian Yifeng never joins in on women's topics, so Zhang Shan could only glare at Qian Muchue angrily and turn into the kitchen.

Zhang Ya on the side was very surprised. She looked at Qian Muchue carefully. After not seeing her for a year, she had become much more beautiful. She would not recognize her outside. Her temperament was completely different from before. Although she was wearing ordinary clothes, they looked no worse than brand-name clothes on her.

Zhang Ya snorted in her heart. Qian Muchue's change made her very unhappy.

"Mu Xue, you haven't been home for such a long time. Dad misses you. I hope you miss home because you have no money this time." Zhang Ya said in a blaming manner.

"Then I'll stay at home for a few more days to accompany Dad." Qian Muchue's expression remained unchanged.

"Well, you haven't been home for so many years, and the bunk beds you used to have are all thrown away. Now there's only my bed in the room, so you might not be used to it."

Zhang Ya quickly explained that she didn't want Qian Muchue to sleep in the same room with her. She had been feeling very suffocated during her three years of high school.

"Is that so?" Qian Muchue's expression remained unchanged.

"Such a big bag, what did you bring for Dad?" Zhang Ya tried to change the subject, rummaging through the things Qian Muchue placed on the coffee table.

"Hey, what is this? Why are you bringing pickles for Dad? If you don't have money, don't bring anything. How dare you bring these pickles home?" Zhang Ya put Grandma Qian's bottle of pickles aside with a look of disgust.

"Dad has loved eating kimchi made by grandma since he was a child. Grandma made this especially for Dad. Dad, grandma said she would bring it back for you after you finish eating it."

Qian Muchue stood up and put the bottle of kimchi in front of Qian Yifeng, saying with a smile.

"You went back to your hometown on the 11th. Your grandma and I called but no one answered."

Grandma Qian's house has a landline installed, but the old lady doesn't know how to use it and can only answer the phone. Qian Yifeng will symbolically call her during the holidays, but she doesn't call her on other days, so during holidays, the old lady always stays by the phone.

This was the first time that no one answered Qian Yifeng's phone call, but he didn't take it to heart. When he heard Qian Muchue mention Grandma Qian, he asked casually.

"When school started, I brought my grandma to City A, and she has been in City A ever since."

This matter couldn't be kept secret for long, so Qian Muchue simply gave up hiding it.

"What? You brought your milk to City A, why didn't you discuss it with me?"

Qian Yifeng stood up suddenly, his tone a little anxious. His first reaction was that Grandma Qian was in City A and would come to his home to live out her retirement. It would not be as convenient as living in the countryside. He could just give her some money during the holidays.

Zhang Shan, who was serving dishes to the table, heard this and was furious.

"Qian Yifeng, your mother has come to City A now. What does she think? Isn't she living well in the countryside?"

Qian Muchue couldn't help but laugh, and everyone inexplicably heard sarcasm in her laughter.

"Dad, are you planning to bring grandma home to take care of her?" Qian Muchue asked seriously.

Qian Yifeng paused. How could it be possible? It would be so inconvenient to have an old person living at home, and Zhang Shan would not agree to it.

"I want to bring your grandma to live with me to take care of her, but our house is so small, there is no place for her to live. It would be better for her to live comfortably in her hometown." Qian Yifeng looked like he was thinking about his grandma.

Zhang Ya, who was standing by, was also very worried. If the old lady came, she would definitely stay in her room. Her parents were so partial to each other that they would definitely not let Qian Hongwei give up his room.

"Yeah, I thought so too. There's definitely no room for grandma to live at home. But she's so old now, and she's all alone in her hometown. No one would know if something happened to her. So I rented a house in City A and brought her over to take care of her. I didn't dare discuss it with Dad. After all, Dad is grandma's son, so it's not my turn as her granddaughter to take care of her. But with the situation at home, wouldn't it be difficult for him to discuss it with Dad?"

What she said was well-reasoned. Qian Muchue was always considering Grandma Qian and Qian Yifeng, but for some reason, Qian Yifeng always felt that every word was a sting to him.

Qian Yifeng was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond. Zhang Shan, on the other hand, had no qualms about it. Since it involved her interests, she had to make it clear.

"Let's be clear. Since you brought your grandma to City A, you have to take full responsibility. After all, your grandma raised you, so it's your responsibility to provide for her in her old age. Our Hongwei has never eaten a single bite of your grandma's food. Anyway, you're about to graduate, so it won't be difficult for you, a college student, to support your grandma."

Qian Muchue and Zhang Ya have always been in the same grade. Zhang Ya is now a senior and is about to start her internship. Zhang Shan didn't know that Qian Muchue had taken a year off from school and thought that Qian Muchue was also a senior.

What Zhang Shan said was extremely shameless. It was Qian Yifeng and Yang Xue's responsibility to raise Qian Muchue. Even Zhang Shan, as a stepmother, had a responsibility. She let the old man do the work for them. Not only did she not express gratitude, she didn't even want to fulfill the obligation of supporting the old man. It was really shameless.

Qian Yifeng remained silent in the face of Zhang Shan's shameless words. Grandma Qian's motherly love was really wasted.