Upon hearing this, Old Lady Shen realized that the situation was about right and said calmly, "Xie Qin has taken Miaoya to Zhangshui City."

Liu Jiaojiao's pupils widened instantly, and she almost dropped the tea in her hand.

Su Miao... she actually went to Zhangshui City!

Liu Jiaojiao suppressed her emotions and stayed at the Duke's mansion for an hour before leaving.

After the person left, the third wife couldn't help but ask, "Why did Mother-in-law tell her that Miao'er went to Zhangshui City?"

Didn't we agree to suppress this matter?

“When the situation was still unstable, it was necessary to suppress it. But now that the situation has stabilized and they are almost back, it’s okay to talk about it,” Grandma Shen said calmly.

She didn't know how Ziji felt about this beautiful girl, nor did she know how the beautiful girl felt about Ziji.

But she knew perfectly well that Miao'er was already getting on in years, and if nothing went wrong between the two of them, then the husband Miao'er would marry in the future wouldn't be too bad, and she would at least become a young mistress of the house.

She needs to manage things in the backyard to some extent; her ability to handle matters cannot be too poor, and her temperament cannot be too weak!

There are some things she has to bear on her own; life won't be as comfortable as it was in the Duke's mansion.

Miaoyatou at least calls her grandmother, so she naturally doesn't want to see this child suffer. She hopes Miaoyatou can understand her good intentions.

...

When Shen Changji reappeared in front of Su Miao, he had changed into a clean set of clothes.

Su Miao smiled and stepped forward, "Brother, where are we going?"

"go back."

No.

"Isn't your old house a wasteland anymore?"

"Yes, but it didn't say we couldn't go anywhere else."

Shen Changji had assumed that the place Su Miao insisted on going to must be some kind of wonderful place...

Who knew it was a noodle stall...

He sat silently in the noodle stall, looking completely out of place.

Two bowls of plain noodles were served quickly, but Shen Changji had no desire to eat them.

Clear and bland soup...

Su Miao, on the other hand, picked up a bowl and took a big gulp without hesitation.

She looked like a hungry cat that had been starving for a long time, with scallions stuck to her cheeks.

The silence was truly unbearable to watch.

"It's really delicious! Brother... whenever Father took me to gather herbs and we passed by, we would always have a bowl!"

Hearing Su Miao's words and the sound of her slurping noodles, Shen Changji couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

"Is it really delicious?"

"It's not as good as my brother's noodles."