"Su Tian, are you alright? I'll definitely give them a good talking to next time I see them," Shen Qingqiu asked with concern.
"Auntie, I'm fine, I didn't take it to heart. I didn't even exert any effort, and Song Zhe just yelled them away, haha..."
“Xiao Zhe, even though you weren’t here, I was shocked when I saw him talking about Feng Zhu and her daughter. He was like a completely different person.”
Xiao Zhe, come here, let me see if it's you. Why have you become so sharp-tongued?
"Grandma, I'm still your beloved grandson, I haven't changed."
Song Zhe could only helplessly say this to his mischievous grandmother.
"Old woman, what are you doing? This is your grandson, can't you recognize him?"
He's just like his father; he's incredibly sharp-tongued towards strangers he doesn't like.
Grandpa Song chuckled as he remarked on how his wife's memory had deteriorated so much.
Shen Qingqiu covered her mouth and laughed. Her relationship with Feng Zhu wasn't exactly that of sisters.
The two of them usually just go shopping together; she doesn't like her fawning and ingratiating nature.
But since it was a large compound, she didn't make a big deal out of it.
Song Zhe watched his family teasing him, and he could only laugh along with them.
This heartwarming scene made him feel very comfortable, and he noticed that it was getting late.
"Do you want to go upstairs and rest for a bit? It's getting late," Song Zhe whispered to Su Tian.
"Sure, do you want to come along?"
“Okay, let’s go together. Grandpa, Grandma, Mom, Su Tian and I will go upstairs first. You should get some rest too.”
"Okay, you guys go ahead and rest well before coming down to chat with this old woman."
"Okay, Grandma Song, Grandpa Song, Auntie, let's go upstairs first."
After politely greeting him, Su Tian went upstairs with Song Zhe.
Su Tian opened the door and looked at Song Zhe beside her. "Xiao Zhe, come in first."
Su Tian pulled Song Zhe into the room and closed the door.
The moment the door was gently closed, Song Zhe's heart skipped a beat; he felt a mix of nervousness and anticipation.
A subtle stillness filled the room. Song Zhe leaned against the door, his chest rising and falling slightly.
He looked up at Su Tian, his eyes seeming to hold a thousand unspoken words.
Su Tian felt a pang of anxiety under his gaze and broke the silence by asking softly, "Xiao Zhe, what's wrong with you?"
Song Zhe took a deep breath and calmly said, "It's nothing. Did you let me in because you need something?"
"Oh, come here, have a glass of this super-strength SK-II to calm you down."
Su Tian wore a mysterious smile, her eyes flashing with a sly light.
She took out two glasses from her storage space, filled them with water, and handed them to Song Zhe.
"Drink it quickly, it's hot, not iced. In the summer it will be lukewarm."
Su Tian looked at Song Zhe expectantly. When Song Zhe saw her expression, he thought she had discovered his feelings and was about to confess.
Little did he know that she was just trying to calm herself down by drinking water. His little fairy was always thinking about him, which made him feel very happy.
Su Tian then took out a thermos from this era from her spatial storage, filled it with spiritual spring water, and handed it to Song Zhe, saying cheerfully, "Here, take this to your grandparents, parents, and children."
"You're willing to let them drink?" Song Zhe asked in surprise.
"Why can't you bear to part with them? Aren't they your family? Drinking this will improve your health, and you can go on missions outside with peace of mind."
Okay, go on, I'm closing up shop.
Su Tian gently pushed Song Zhe out, smiled, waved to him, and then came out.
Su Tian's actions touched his heart. He stood at her room door for a while before taking the kettle downstairs.
When Song Zhe came downstairs, his grandparents and mother were still sitting downstairs chatting and reading newspapers.
"Did you buy a kettle?" Grandma Song asked him.
"Yes, the hot water in this pot is boiled with spring water, you should drink it all."
As Song Zhe spoke, he poured water for them.
“Okay, drink up, we’ll definitely finish it,” Grandpa Song said cheerfully.
He picked up the cup and took a sip. It was sweet. He took another sip, and the taste was amazing. He finished the cup in one go and put it down.
"Old man, it's just boiled water, is it that delicious?"
"Hey, old woman, don't say any more, finish your drink first."
Grandma Song muttered to herself, looking mysterious, before picking up her cup and drinking as well.
Her eyes lit up, and she put the cup to her lips and drank. Before long, she had finished the water.
"Oh, it really tastes good. I feel much more relaxed after drinking it. This spring water is really good."
Xiao Zhe, when did you boil the water?
Grandma Song looked at Song Zhe with a smile, and Song Zhe looked back at his mischievous grandma. He could only lie to them and say, "I cooked it in the middle of the night last night, and you were all asleep."
Shen Qingqiu looked at them gently. She also picked up her cup and took a sip. Ah, not bad. She quickly finished her water.
She found that the fatigue she felt on her way to work in the morning disappeared instantly, which was truly amazing.
"Old woman, hurry, get my tea leaves out, I want to brew some tea and try it out," Grandpa Song said anxiously.
"What's the rush? There's more. Leave some for your son."
Grandma Song helped him bring over the kettle so he could brew his tea properly.
Song Zhe smiled as he looked at them, silently grateful for Su Tian's efforts.
He suddenly remembered that he had two bankbooks and several property deeds in his drawer, which he would give to Su Tian when she woke up.
"Xiao Zhe, you should go upstairs and rest. You don't need to stay with us."
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