Shao Wanwan is not entirely unfamiliar with her grandmother, nor is she unfamiliar with the old house, but all the perspectives are actually unfolding from the perspective of the female protagonist, Shao Moli.

She even knew where her grandmother's savings book was and how much money was in it, but now she could only sit quietly by the fire, because she was supposed to be in a completely unfamiliar state.

Grandma slowly sat down opposite them.

My grandmother, who is almost seventy years old, has a face that seems to have no wrinkles. Because she is hard of hearing, she speaks in a very loud voice, but she always has a smile on her face and looks very kind.

Shao Wanwan almost immediately thought of her grandmother, her eyes reddened, and she sniffed.

Grandma thought she was cold, so she immediately got up, filled a hand warmer, and put it in Shao Wanwan's hand.

"Why are you dressed so lightly? How about Grandma gives you one of her padded jackets?" Grandma said loudly.

Jiang Zheyuan noticed that her nose was red and assumed she had caught a chill.

He immediately took off his coat and draped it over her, then moved closer to the stove himself.

Looking at the two people's concerned eyes, Shao Wanwan almost couldn't hold back her tears, but she quickly composed herself. "I'm not cold. It's just that my nose gets a little sensitive in winter, and I tend to have a runny nose."

Jiang Zheyuan was unaware that Shao Wanwan also had allergic rhinitis.

He looked at her with concern for a moment.

"Grandma, I'm a little hungry. What are we having for dinner tonight?"

When they arrived, it was already getting dark, just around lunchtime.

"Your mom said you like braised pork with bamboo shoots and fish, so Grandma made them for you. Your mom went to your Aunt Liu's house to borrow some things, she'll be back in a little while, and we'll eat when she gets back."

Grandma's voice was still very loud.

But he looked radiant.

The day after tomorrow is my grandmother's birthday, and tomorrow all the relatives in the surrounding area will gather to help.

They planned to leave the things on the pickup truck at the brigade headquarters after they finished eating, asking someone to watch over them, and then have someone carry them back on a shoulder pole the next day.

Although Shao Wanwan didn't want to overshadow her granddaughter Shao Moli, she still bought her grandmother a crimson padded jacket, a pair of cotton trousers, and some shampoo and other items.

She gestured for Jiang Zheyuan to take it out of his backpack and put it away.

Then she helped her grandmother walk towards the kitchen.

Jiang Zheyuan put his things down and immediately followed.

Upon arriving at the kitchen, Shao Moli had already begun tidying up with great skill.

Grandma made some main dishes, but also washed some side dishes and placed them around.

Shao Moli added firewood to the stove, then scooped some lard into a clean iron pot, and when it was almost done, she poured in the bok choy.

"As soon as my sister got home, she started working immediately. She's really capable," Shao Wanwan praised sincerely.

Grandma also looked proud, "Yes, she used to help Grandma with chores as soon as she got home from school, and that's how she got excellent grades."

"Grandma..." Shao Moli glanced at Jiang Zheyuan, who was standing behind Shao Wanwan with a smile, and called out somewhat shyly.

"Look, she gets shy when I praise her. Alright, alright, Grandma won't say anything more. You three stay here and chat. Grandma will go check on your mother and see if I need to greet her."

Zhang Suran hadn't been back to her hometown to see her for so long, but her daughter was still the one she cared about most.

This time, Zhang Suran said she would throw a birthday banquet for her, without mentioning that it was Shao Moli and Shao Wanwan who suggested it, let alone that the sisters would pay for it. This made her grandmother so happy that she kept wiping away tears.

This time, Zhang Suran gained both substance and prestige.

Shao Wanwan and Shao Moli had also discussed this matter. As long as the gift money wasn't embezzled, their grandmother's hearing aid would be secured, so they didn't say anything.

The amount of money involved in the wedding gifts in Yantang Village is quite large. My grandmother has given away a lot over the years, and it's time to start collecting some of it.

Therefore, this birthday banquet was entirely to fulfill Shao Moli's filial piety.

Although Zhang Suran snatched the deal, which made Shao Wanwan a little unhappy, it was indeed not appropriate for the two of them to be the ones to take the lead, otherwise her grandmother would be even more criticized.

Seeing her grandmother so happy, Shao Wanwan had no choice but to suppress her displeasure.

She found two small stools, handed one to Jiang Zheyuan, and then placed the other one next to Shao Moli.

Shao Moli wanted to avoid it, but she still had work to do, so she let Shao Wanwan have her way.

The fire in the stove was burning brightly.

Shao Moli placed a few sweet potatoes on the stove.

Then I scooped out the pork cracklings and bok choy on a plate.

"Once I finish making the tofu soup, we can eat the leftover roasted sweet potatoes, but I don't know if you guys will like them."

Shao Wanwan grew up in the city, and Zhang Suran spoiled her, letting her eat whatever city people ate.

Jiang Zheyuan was extremely generous, frequenting only high-end hotels.

She was genuinely worried that roasted sweet potatoes were not presentable enough to be served at formal occasions.

"I like roasted sweet potatoes, but could I roast one? I've never roasted a sweet potato before, and I'd like to try."

Shao Wanwan had never lived in the countryside before, and she genuinely found it very interesting.

Shao Moli looked up at her and muttered, "You're the young lady of the Shao family, how would you know what roasted sweet potatoes taste like? My grandma and I eat them all winter long."

Shao Wanwan stared excitedly at the stove.

Jiang Zheyuan didn't actually hear what Shao Moli muttered, but he heard it clearly.

Shao Moli and Shao Wanwan are now only superficially compatible; they appear to get along well, but in reality, they are irreconcilable enemies.

Shao Moli harbored deep prejudice against Shao Wanwan, but it was understandable.

It's actually quite unlikely that Shao Moli would completely disregard everything Shao Wanwan had done in the past.

Jiang Zheyuan knew that only when they became strong could they let go of the hurt they suffered in their childhood.

No matter what others say, it's useless.

Jiang Zheyuan added, "I've never tried it before either, so I'll give it a try today."

"Xiao Jiang, Xiao Jiang, you're here. Are you settling in? Is your hometown something you're not used to?"

Zhang Suran's voice arrived before she was seen.

They were making a lot of noise, only thinking about how Jiang Zheyuan, their prospective son-in-law, had arrived.

Jiang Zheyuan stood up somewhat helplessly and walked towards the courtyard.

Zhang Suran got a perm for this birthday banquet.

I also got my eyebrows tattooed.

She looks both stylish and unsophisticated.

Wearing a leopard-print suit, it wasn't exactly modern, but it didn't quite suit his status, making him look awkward.

Jiang Zheyuan was so overwhelmed by the scent of her perfume that he took two steps back, but his expression remained calm. He smiled gently and said, "Hello, Aunt Zhang."

"Alright, alright, I'm relieved to see you here. I'm perfectly fine. Where's that brat Shao Moli? Her mother's here, and she didn't even come out to greet her. Instead, she made you, the honored guest, come and greet her."

Jiang Zheyuan was speechless.

However, his expression remained calm, with a slight smile.

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