"Don't worry, I'll definitely help my sister-in-law. Sister Qingqing, don't worry," Ya Dan readily agreed.

Even if Ye Qingqing didn't tell her, she would mediate. And every time there was a conflict, it was actually her mother who was being unreasonable and trying to show off her mother-in-law's power in front of Tang Yuanyuan. It was all instigated by her eldest and second eldest sisters, as well as her eldest and second sister-in-law. They were so annoying.

Tie Dan came out with the teddy bear. Roubing and Roubao, the brother and sister, stood to the side, watching their parents come and go with longing eyes. Tang Yuanyuan stuffed the teddy bear into her daughter's arms, "Hold on tight, you won't be able to sleep tonight if you lose it."

Roubao opened her eyes wide and looked at her mother with a cute expression. Then she looked at the slightly faded teddy bear in her arms and pouted. Actually, she no longer needed the teddy bear to sleep with. She had grown up and could sleep by herself.

But Mom seemed to really want her to sleep with the teddy bear. Roubao wrinkled her nose, feeling so tired. To please her mom, she had to act like a child. Sigh!

"It should be about time. Let's go. The sun is already high in the sky. We didn't even bring much stuff. How did it get to noon? Time really flies."

Tang Yuanyuan glanced at her watch and was startled. It was already eleven o'clock. If they delayed any longer, they would have to eat lunch before they could leave. Tie Dan rubbed his stomach and ran up and down the stairs; he was starving.

"Mommy, I'm hungry," Roubao cried, rubbing his little belly.

Breakfast was at eight o'clock, and three hours had passed. My stomach was growling, and even the meat pie was rumbling. Tie Dan was secretly pleased and looked at Tang Yuan Yuan hopefully, "How about... we eat before we leave?"

Fortunately, the two little ones spoke up. If he had said that, Tangyuanyuan would definitely have scolded him. Tiedan looked at the two siblings with appreciation. When it comes to food, the three of them are always of one mind.

Tang Yuanyuan sighed. It was fine for her husband to go hungry, but the child couldn't go hungry, so she said, "Let's go to the restaurant to eat."

She didn't want to cook on such a hot day, so she decided to eat at her dad's shop and then set off in the afternoon.

However, as soon as he entered the store, Mr. Tang, who had been looking dejected, immediately perked up. "I thought you had left long ago. It's just in time. I had someone prepare a lot of dried meat for the meat patties and meat buns to take with them. I also fried some dried fish and meatballs, which the little guy loves the most."

Tang's new apprentice was very clever. He brought out several large bags, each weighing about ten pounds. Ya Dan looked up at the sky speechlessly. Anyone who didn't know better would think they were going to a refugee camp!

They brought all the food, drinks, clothes, and toys. This isn't a vacation; it's practically moving house.

However, the meatballs that Tang's father makes are really delicious, crispy and fragrant. Ya Dan's mouth waters just thinking about them. Her mother's skills are no match for Tang's father's; they're not even in the same league.

"Take these and eat them first. If you need more, call me and I'll send some over. We can't let the children go hungry."

During the meal, Mr. Tang kept muttering to himself, filled with reluctance. He hadn't seen his grandson for a month, especially his little granddaughter. He felt anxious if he didn't see her for a day, and he was afraid he would get lovesick if he didn't see her for a month. This morning, he was like a lost soul. Just thinking about not hearing his little dumpling's sweet talk tonight made his heart feel like it was being cut by a knife, leaving him feeling empty.

"Grandpa, I call every day and I don't feel bad." Roubao gently touched her father's face with her chubby little hands.

"Yes, Grandpa makes meat buns for you every day, so you have to eat well. Grandpa will be worried if you lose weight."

Mr. Tang's eyes were brimming with tears. He sighed after every word. Ya Dan sniffed, feeling a pang of guilt. This was more heartbreaking than a separation of life and death. She felt like the bad guy who had separated a grandfather and granddaughter, and she felt incredibly guilty.