"Qianqian, look, my mother doesn't love me anymore..." Cui Mingzhi's face was full of grievance.

Yan Qian looked at his appearance and pursed her lips, then looked at Cui's mother, "Mom!"

"Grandma, are you up? We are in for a treat today. This is Mingfeng's porridge. Please try it--" Jiang He turned around and saw Cui's mother standing at the door. He didn't notice the expression on the old woman's face. She came out with two bowls of hot porridge. After putting them on the table, she said, "Grandma, I tell you that Mingfeng's porridge is better than the chef's... Grandma, what's wrong with you?" At this moment he finally noticed that something was wrong with Cui's mother and asked quickly.

"It's okay, it's okay, just go and do your work!" Mother Cui came back to her senses and said while wiping her moist eyes with the hem of her clothes.

Jiang He knew from the look on her face that she must be hiding something from him, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He then looked at Lu Mingfeng's busy back in the kitchen, probably thinking that he was remembering something sad, which might be related to the mother of his body. "Grandma, you..."

"Grandma is just thinking about the past and feeling a little emotional. You should ask Mingfeng to come over immediately. How can you let other guests do things for you?" Mother Cui sat on the chair, calmed herself down, and when she saw her grandson's worried look, she quickly comforted him.

"Are you really okay?" Jiang He was still a little worried about the old lady. How could she easily forget the pain of losing her son?

"Grandma, I'm not that fragile. Your parents have been gone for so many years, and I do feel uncomfortable when I think of them occasionally. But now that I have found you, I can feel sorry for your parents." When Cui's mother said these words, she seemed much more open-minded, and it was obvious that she was not lying.

"Then I'll go to the kitchen first?" Jiang He said as he glanced at Cui's mother. After finding that the old lady was indeed fine, he walked into the kitchen.

Knowing that her grandson was concerned about her, Cui's mother felt relieved. She turned around and saw Cui Yu coming out with a yawn. She stretched out her arms and said, "Look at what time it is now? Aren't you afraid that your bones will fall apart from sleeping?"

"I didn't make you angry this early in the morning, did I?" Cui Yu said as he stretched again. Then he saw the steaming breakfast on the table and saw Cui's mother sitting there. He glanced towards the kitchen and said, "Young people are still full of energy."

When Jiang He brought the bean paste pancakes to the table, the four of them sat down around the round table and prepared to eat when they heard someone knocking on the courtyard door, followed by Yan Rong's loud voice, "Cousin?"

Then Lu Mingfeng's originally good mood was no longer good. This voice sounded like the person who was going to bring his wife to put a hat on him. Jiang He stood up and opened the door. "Yan Rong? Are you here to have breakfast so early?"

"Didn't my dad go out? And then my mom followed him out. As a result, she didn't even leave me breakfast in the morning. So I thought of going to Grandma Cui's place to see if there was anything to eat." Yan Rong rubbed his son pitifully.

"You're here at the right time. We're just about to have breakfast." After Jiang He and others came in and closed the door, they saw that Lu Mingfeng had already served a bowl of porridge and placed it on the right side, which made him a little strange.

"Oh, that's great, brother, you guys are so nice." Yan Rong scooped a big spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth without caring, and then tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, "So spicy, so spicy, ... watery——!"

Jiang He immediately turned his attention to the culprit next to him, who said in a very calm tone, "You added the wrong seasoning."

"..." Jiang He covered his face, and he knew...