"They're doing well. How are Grandpa Wei and Grandpa Yu sleeping?"
"Good……"
The old men watched with kind eyes as Xiao Ning, who was drinking her porridge in a very ladylike manner, looked at her as if she were their own beloved granddaughter.
Bathed in the warm morning sun, the scene is indescribably cozy...
The young rich woman was stunned. "You're quite the actor, aren't you? Why aren't you looking for chopsticks with your mouth this time?"
Chu Moyan was the same, but not because the woman was eating too quietly; rather, she was recalling her conversations and interactions with the old men from yesterday until now…
The phrase "differential treatment" slowly surfaced in her mind.
This made her think about what would have happened if Grandpa Wei had brought down the shovel yesterday...
If Yu Zhiyou doesn't stand in front of him, can't he just slap him without braking?
Uh... people should have self-awareness...
"By the way, Ning, what were you shouting in your room last night? Was there a mouse?"
Grandpa Yu recalled what happened last night and asked, "We were planning to go and check on things back then."
But considering they were all young girls, it wouldn't be appropriate to go to their rooms late at night; it might cause gossip. So I asked now.
"Last night...cough cough..."
Yu Jianing choked on her porridge and gave Song Xitong a slightly resentful look:
"Yes, yes, there was a mouse, but it's fine now. The rich girl skewered it on a stick and roasted it, and then ate it as her midnight snack."
"???"
The old men were stunned, staring at Xi Tong in utter disbelief.
The young heiress's eyes widened immediately: "No..."
“Child, if you’re craving meat, tell Grandpa. We’ll go to town to buy some today. Those rats aren’t exactly clean, so listen to me and don’t eat them anymore.”
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