When Zhao Chunxiang saw that he had finally decided to shut up, her expression softened a little. She thought he was smart enough to keep quiet and not upset her.
Otherwise, she would have given this old man a good talking-to today and seen what kind of stinking shit was in his head.
They were so focused on making their granddaughter unhappy. It's perfectly reasonable for her to bring back some gifts for her husband, who is a dutiful son-in-law, after she went out.
Besides, these kinds of things are inherently reciprocal; they can always find another opportunity to retaliate later.
Why make such a clear distinction? In the end, it will only make Song Qinghe sad.
Zhao Chunxiang pulled Song Qinghe's hand and walked inside, saying as they went, "Good granddaughter, don't listen to him. Your grandfather has gone mad. I don't like any of the things he says."
"Come on, come on, Grandma will make you an egg."
If it were before, when Song Qinghe came back, I could at least get her some bird's nest to eat, or at the very least, sea cucumber or something.
But given the current situation, sea cucumber and bird's nest are clearly unaffordable.
But making a brown sugar and egg dish would still be fine.
The people in Lujia Village are all very kind and have taken good care of them.
They often brought her things, and Zhao Chunxiang didn't eat any of the eggs they brought; she saved them all for Song Qinghe.
Zhao Chunxiang wasn't worried about Song Yanli and his wife having any objections. Even if she kept it, it wasn't for anyone else to eat; it was for their daughter.
They must be crazy to have any objections. Anyone with a normal brain wouldn't have any objections.
They are all adults; they don't need to eat so much good food.
Of course, we should save the nutritious food for Song Qinghe.
Song Qinghe was stunned when she saw the neatly arranged eggs in the small basket, with some wheat bran and other things on top, and a layer of floral cloth on top.
I was suddenly at a loss for words, and couldn't help but offer some advice.
"Grandma, you don't need to make do with me. You can eat and drink as you please. You don't need to save all the good stuff for me."
"That won't work."
"But I don't lack food."
"We don't lack anything, this is what we're giving you."
Zhao Chunxiang didn't give Song Qinghe a chance to talk nonsense at all, just look how thin she has become.
Of course, he needs to replenish his energy, but it doesn't matter to him as for these people.
They're all getting old, and to put it bluntly, none of them thought they could pull through this time.
If it weren't for their desire to see Song Qinghe keeping them alive, they would have died long ago.
Besides, everyone dies eventually, so it doesn't really matter whether they die sooner or later; they're just worried about Song Qinghe.
Zhao Chunxiang reached out and took out two eggs, saying softly, "Let's eat two today, and save the rest for later!"
Song Qinghe took a deep breath and said, "No, absolutely not."
He then reached out and took out four of them himself, saying that if anyone wanted to eat them, they could all share.
What kind of talk is it for her to eat alone?
Zhao Chunxiang frowned as she watched her actions. What a silly girl!
Song Qinghe: "Grandma, you don't need to say anything more. It's settled then. If we want to eat, we'll all eat together. If we don't want to eat, then I won't eat either. We'll all just go hungry together."
"I don't have the habit of eating alone. I know you're all good to me, but I want to be good to you too!"
His words were so logical and well-founded that he didn't give her a chance to refuse.
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