When Qin Yansheng noticed that she was looking at him, the smile on his lips deepened.
Old Master Song looked at the two of them flirting with each other and felt extremely annoyed. He felt uncomfortable all over.
He pretended to cough twice to attract everyone's attention, then said with a smile: "Auntie, have you seen the clothes in the closet?"
"Some of the clothes were made by the old woman herself, stitch by stitch, and it took her several months to embroider them."
As he said this, Old Master Song glanced at Qin Yansheng.
What's the point of having money? Does his aunt need money? What matters most is the thought!
Qin Yansheng has plenty of money, and there is nothing special about having money. If he just wants to use money to pursue Song Jin, Old Master Song will not agree.
"Grandma's cooking skills are very good."
Song Jin smiled slightly and praised sincerely.
Mr. Song immediately showed off his Tang suit to everyone with pride, "Of course, my clothes are all made by me, and my craftsmanship is not inferior to those of famous brand designers."
Is it your intention?
A thoughtful look flashed across Qin Yansheng's eyes.
So, if you want to pursue someone, you must first show your affection, such as sewing clothes and cooking by yourself?
He seemed to understand why Song Jin refused the gifts he had given her before.
A cold bank card and ten villas are too perfunctory. These can be bought with money.
For people like them, anything that can be bought with money is worthless.
The servants of the old house served the dishes one after another. Song Jin stood up and helped Old Lady Song to sit down at the dining table.
The dining table is also made of huanghuali wood. It is a round table with an ancient feel.
Although there are a lot of dishes on the table, the portions are not too large.
Qin Yansheng sat down opposite Song Jin. Sitting face to face, he could see her more clearly, but sitting next to her he couldn't touch her.
Old Master Song hadn't seen his granddaughter for a while, and he kept picking up food for her with a smile on his face.
"Auntie, Xiaolin makes this very delicious, you should try it."
"This is delicious too. This Yang Fang Zang fish is amazing."
"This set of three treasures is also very delicious. Auntie, please try a bite."
Old Master Song used the serving chopsticks to pick up food for Aunt Song, while secretly picking up some for himself.
Mrs. Song usually kept a strict diet, eating everything in moderation. She chose a light diet with a combination of meat and vegetables, low in oil and salt, and it was rare for her to indulge.
Old Mrs. Song glanced at the old man speechlessly, but said nothing.
Qin Yansheng was moved when he saw Mr. Song happily picking up dishes and Aunt Song accepting all the food.
He also followed Old Master Song's example and picked up some vegetables and put them in Aunt Song's bowl.
"Auntie, this is delicious too."
The smile on Mr. Song's face suddenly disappeared. He glared at Qin Yansheng childishly, and picked up the chopsticks again unwilling to be outdone.
"Auntie, baby, eat this. This is delicious. The ones he gave you are all bones."
The two men, with an age difference of nearly half a century, childishly competed with each other to pick up food for Song Jin.
As she watched the bowl pile up with more and more dishes, Song Jin felt her head buzzing.
Old Mrs. Song's face had darkened. Seeing that Old Mr. Song was still picking up food, she finally couldn't help but explode.
"Stop it! Eat your food and enjoy it. You don't even notice me now that Auntie is here, do you? Come on, if you have the guts, pick up some food for me."
Old Master Song's hands shook, and the dish he had just picked up fell down again.
He quickly made amends and picked up some food for Old Mrs. Song as well.
"Didn't I see that my granddaughter was too thin?"
Old Mrs. Song snorted slightly. "You should also see if your granddaughter can eat so much!"
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