Little Yuzi was too busy watching TV to drink.

Cheng Zhuze immediately opened the bottle cap and was about to pour it into his mouth.

After taking a sip, he realized that something was wrong with the taste.

The shelf life of fresh milk is too short, so it may have expired. I guess I was preparing to give it to Cheng Zhu last week, but my grandson was too busy and didn't come.

Although Cheng Zhu acted well, Mr. Xu Chenglin still found some clues. He picked up the bottle and looked at it, and said with a little regret: "Oh my brain, I have been buying this for more than ten days."

It wasn't that he was worried about the money, but he was upset that his precious grandson drank spoiled milk.

The old man quickly stood up to pour water for Cheng Zhu, and kept muttering: "Oh, you are an old fool, you are such an old fool."

"Look, you haven't been here for almost half a month. Why don't you come here? Grandpa even treats you with expired milk."

He began to mutter those few words over and over again: "I'm an old fool, I'm an old fool..."

Listening to these words, Cheng Zhu felt particularly uncomfortable for no reason.

He thought it was time for him to hire more people. There was no need to do many things by himself. He wanted to free up time and continue to come as often as possible once a week.

Because Cheng Zhu knew very well that it was not the elders’ fault that food had expired...

——You came back late.
Chapter completed!