After Song Zhe finished speaking, he turned around and went upstairs to call his grandfather down for dinner.
"Sweet girl, are you getting used to it here? Don't mind what happened between that mother and daughter earlier."
When the food is served, eat more and make yourself at home. We don't have so many rules in our family.
Eat whatever you want, sleep as late as you want, you don't need to do any work, don't feel pressured.
Grandma Song looked at Su Tian with a smile, her kind face covered with wrinkles.
"I will, Grandma Song, you don't need to worry about me. I'll tell Xiao Zhe if I'm not used to it, don't worry," Su Tian comforted Grandma Song with a smile.
The food was quickly laid out on the table, and Song Zhe and his grandfather came downstairs together.
Everyone sat at the table, eating quietly. Su Tian glanced at the dishes on the table and realized they were all her favorites.
It must have been Song Zhe who told Aunt Zhang; her son Xiao Zhe is so thoughtful.
Su Tian ate beside him, and Song Zhe kept putting food on her plate, which made Grandma Song laugh.
"Why don't you serve food to your grandparents too?" Su Tian asked Song Zhe.
"I've already served them, so eat more. Let me know if there's anything else you want to eat," Song Zhe said while eating.
Grandpa and Grandma Song looked at their grandson with a trait that was definitely inherited from their family. When his parents were young, his father treated his mother the same way.
This kid inherited his father's traits; he'll definitely be a loving husband in the future.
After finishing their meal, Su Tian and Song Zhe were sitting on the sofa chatting with the elderly.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Aunt Zhang opened the door and saw that it was Song Zhe's mother who had returned.
"Mom, you're back," Song Zhe greeted.
"Hello, Auntie, have you eaten yet?" Su Tian greeted her.
"Su Tian, I ate before I came back. Mom, Su Tian, Xiao Zhe, have you eaten yet?"
“We just finished eating and are sitting here chatting. We’ve been talking for a while now,” Grandma Song said, looking at her daughter-in-law.
Grandma Song recounted what had happened when Feng Zhu and her daughter visited. Shen Qingqiu frowned upon hearing this, his brows furrowed, and it was unclear what he was thinking.
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