"Not tired, as long as you enjoy it. You’re working so hard on your studies and researching new projects, you need sothing tasty to eat. While I’m in the Capital City these few days, I’ll cook everything you love," the old lady said with a loving smile, patting her hand gently.
Jiang Mianmian stopped trying to persuade her and spoke sweetly to please the elder, "Grandma, you are the best grandma in the world. I’ll help you out."
"No need for you, go play with your big brother and second brother. Laosan’s Wife and I will go in and cook," the old lady instructed.
"Coming, mom." Zhao Xiaojuan and Sun Lixia obediently followed her inside.
Su Wanyu saw she wasn’t needed for cooking, so she stayed outside preparing things for the al.
She noticed there weren’t enough chairs at ho and said to Jiang Mianmian, "Honey, we don’t have enough chairs. Go to the neighbor’s and borrow a few."
"Got it, mom. I’ll go now." Jiang Mianmian agreed and got up to head out.
In the kitchen, the old lady heard Su Wanyu and imdiately ca out to organize, "Hey, Zhiwen, Zhiwu, Da Ya, Er Ya, you guys go with Mianmian. Don’t let your sister do heavy work."
She couldn’t bear to let their Little Genius move chairs, so she quickly instructed the family’s children.
"Got it, grandma, we’ll go with Mianmian." The Jiang Family kids were used to chores. Moving a few chairs wasn’t a big deal, and after hearing the old lady, they all got up swiftly and followed Jiang Mianmian out.
Jiang Mianmian and the others had lived there for two years and had a good relationship with the neighbors. Jiang Mianmian spoke to an auntie next door and borrowed over ten chairs.
Zhiwen, Zhiwu, and Da Ya followed the old lady’s wisdom, not allowing Jiang Mianmian to do heavy lifting, each taking two chairs themselves.
By the ti Jiang Mianmian finished her conversation with the neighbor and ca out, the chairs were all taken, and she went back empty-handed.
Zhaodi saw Jiang Mianmian lagging behind, so she stood at the door with a chair, waiting for her.
When Jiang Mianmian ca out, Zhaodi said gleefully, "Jiang Mianmian, I have good news for you. I’m now with Cao Mingkun."
Zhaodi hadn’t been with Cao Mingkun for long and was still hiding it from her family, not daring to tell them.
Even though she’s with Cao Mingkun, she hadn’t broken off with Shen Qingming.
Shen Qingming was the potential she cultivated since childhood, and she couldn’t bear to give up on either. Whenever she had ti, she would go to the city to hang out with Shen Qingming, but also make ti to date Cao Mingkun—a typical case of having a foot in both camps.
Jiang Mianmian was montarily stunned when she first heard the na Cao Mingkun, but she quickly rembered who he was.
She ignored Zhaodi and continued walking straight ahead.
Zhaodi, seeing her attitude, felt her pride turn to anger instantly, "Hey, Jiang Mianmian, I’m talking to you, didn’t you hear?"
Jiang Mianmian had heard from her grandma that Zhaodi and Shen Qingming had sothing going on, and now that she ntioned being with Cao Mingkun, but Jiang Mianmian wasn’t interested in Zhaodi’s affairs. She didn’t think much of it, just looked at her and said calmly, "I’m not interested."
Zhaodi, seeing the indifferent attitude, felt so angry that her eyes turned red.
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