Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

Old Mrs. Jiang buried her face in Yuan Zifan's head and cried, "Zifan, grandma has a whole box of cookies in her room. No one is allowed to touch them. They are all yours. Grandma saved them for you for half a year. You finally come back to eat them!"

"Zifan, why don't you say anything? I'm your grandma, you don't recognize me, do you? This is your grandpa!"

Old Mrs. Jiang pointed at Old Man Jiang, whose eyes were red, and introduced him. Looking at Yuan Zifan's dazed and speechless look, she sobbed and started crying again.

Yuan Zifan licked his dry and cracked lips and looked at the clean and well-proportioned Yuan Danniu.

After not seeing each other for more than half a year, she seemed to be doing better than he had imagined, not that bad. All his anxiety seemed like a joke at this moment.

Yuan Zifan lowered his eyes, staring at the ground in silence. His sister was doing well and didn't need his worry...

"This is the big girl, your sister, do you remember?"

Old Mrs. Jiang pulled Yuan Danniu over, lifted her face and put it in front of Yuan Zifan, her eyes full of anxiety.

Yuan Da Nv grabbed the corner of Yuan Zifan's tattered clothes, her voice choked with sobs, "Brother, I'm a big girl."

Yuan Zifan felt his throat was a little dry and nodded twice.

Seeing that Yuan Zifan finally responded, Old Mrs. Jiang was so happy that she turned around and bowed again and again. Seeing Lu's mother coming out, for some unspeakable reason, Old Mrs. Jiang affectionately hugged Yuan Zifan and gave Lu's mother a big smile.

"In-laws, why are you out? Don't you want to see your granddaughter?"

"You guys are making a lot of noise in the yard, I came out to take a look."

"Well, isn't this a happy event? Everyone's a little happy, so the noise is getting louder." Old Mrs. Jiang touched the tangled hair of the child in her arms and continued, "This child is from our Jiang family. He was lost for over half a year and is finally found. Today is such a good day, hahahaha."

"Zifan, call someone, call Grandma Lu."

Mother Lu frowned slightly. Tiantian, the daughter of her own daughter, was the first grandchild of the Jiang family. But why did old lady Jiang say that finding the lost Yuan Zifan was more worthy of celebration? It was strange.

Old Mrs. Jiang urged him again, but Yuan Zifan still said nothing. Old Man Jiang, realizing something was wrong, spoke up to stop him.

"The child finally found a home. Let him calm down for a while. Go get him some food to eat. He must have suffered a lot outside."

As soon as Old Man Jiang finished speaking, Father Lu came out of the kitchen with a bowl of brown sugar and egg water. He saw his wife in the crowd of people beside the tree.

"Baihua, there's still a lot in the pot. Go get some and eat some. I'll take it to my daughter first."

Mrs. Jiang came over with a smile and was about to take the bowl. "Your arrival is really timely, in-laws. We have a child who is starving right now, and all he needs is your bowl of eggs."

Father Lu dodged nimbly and Old Lady Jiang missed the opportunity.

"Your Jiang family is really weird. We've split up the family business. What does the food I cook have to do with you? Not to mention that my daughter is in confinement after childbirth, how dare you steal her?"

Father Lu snorted, and after turning around, everyone could still hear him muttering, "Whose child is more important than my daughter? It's really interesting that she came to me to beg for food."

"Hey! My dear relative, please have some mercy on me! Ouch!" Old Mrs. Jiang kept saying ouch.

Mother Lu covered her mouth with her hands while laughing, and explained to the people around her: "I'm sorry, my husband was afraid of being hungry when he was young, so he never gave away food."

This sentence resonated with the onlookers.

"These days, it's considered a blessing if everyone can support their own children. Only the Jiang family is capable of supporting other people's children. Tsk tsk, they're truly unique."

They all smiled as they looked at each other. They had never seen the Jiang family elders like this. Back then, when they gave birth to three sons, Old Mrs. Jiang was the envy of the villagers wherever she went.

Who knew that although he had so many sons, he didn't have any grandchildren.

Now they have a granddaughter, but the old couple doesn’t seem to love her too much. They are still thinking about the two children they adopted before.

To put it bluntly, it's like being possessed by an evil spirit!

Seeing how Old Man Jiang and Old Lady Jiang cared deeply about the beggar-like boy, everyone felt sympathetic and went back to their homes.

"It's just a little brown sugar and a few eggs, what's the big deal? Zifan, come home with grandma, and I'll give you three eggs! No, five eggs!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Danniu followed them, her mouth almost drooling.

After entering the kitchen, Old Mrs. Jiang asked Yuan Danniu to light the fire. When a bowl full of brown sugar eggs was brought to Yuan Zifan, Liu Lanlan walked out slowly with her hands on her lower back.

"Mom, it smells delicious. Is this cooked for me?"

Before he could finish his words, Yuan Zifan started to move all at once. Without even using chopsticks, he blew a few deep puffs of hot air and drank a few big gulps while blowing and huffing.

That look made Liu Lanlan take a step back, pinching her nose and saying in disgust: "Mom, where did you pick up this beggar again? It's so disgusting."

She couldn't sleep through the night during her late pregnancy and could only doze off in the evening. She didn't hear any of the noise outside.

"Lanlan, Zifan came back by himself, so let him have this bowl first. Mom will pick up some newly laid eggs tomorrow and make it for you." After saying this, Old Mrs. Jiang patted Yuan Zifan on the back again.

Too thin, this kid is really suffering.

"Zifan, eat slowly. Your grandfather and I are here. No one will snatch your eggs away. Grandma will make more for you after you finish eating."

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Liu Lanlan turned around and went back to her room, sat down with her arms folded and began to sulk.

"It was lost, how come it's back again? Mom can only see that now, but not the one in my belly!"

Jiang Sanzhu originally thought that Liu Lanlan was angry that the two elders paid attention to his second brother's child, but after listening, he realized that she was angry about the child who had just been found.

"Why should I be so angry? Mom has been thinking about that child for so long. Seeing you made her excited for a few days, but it's gone. How can it be that you are carrying a baby? My second brother gave birth to a girl. The hope of our whole family is in your belly now. Just wait and show off."

Jiang Sanzhu squeezed Liu Lanlan's hand lovingly.

"That's right." Liu Lanlan leaned on Jiang Sanzhu's back, touching her belly and smiling.

"They say sour food means a boy and spicy food means a girl. Ever since I got pregnant, I don't really like spicy food anymore. I'm definitely carrying a boy."

"I was originally worried that my second sister-in-law would get pregnant before me. If she gave birth to a son, the baby in my belly would no longer be precious."

At this point, Liu Lanlan paused, turned her head and looked at Jiang Sanzhu and laughed, "I'm not worried now, haha."

The two elders of the Jiang family surrounded Yuan Zifan and asked him about his well-being for a long time. Yuan Danniu looked at the dwindling eggs in his bowl and swallowed anxiously.

Finally, they went back to the room to sleep. Just as Yuan Danniu was about to speak, she saw Yuan Zifan picked up the last egg and ate it in two bites.