"Grandpa Rong, is grandpa asleep?" Manshu asked when he saw the housekeeper coming down from upstairs.
"The old man has been waiting for you for a long time, but you didn't come home. How could he sleep?"
Manshu nodded: "I made grandpa worried. I'm going to see him now."
When Manshu knocked on the door and entered the old man's room, he was listening to opera.
The sound of babbling echoed in the room. When Manshu entered, the old man raised his eyelids and looked at her.
"came back?"
"Grandpa, it's so late, why are you still listening to some music?"
Manshu came closer and asked with a smile.
Mr. Yan rolled his eyes at her: "If you hadn't come home so late, I would have gone to bed long ago."
Okay, it's her fault, she came home too late.
Time at home is always short, and a week does not go quickly. Manshu will return to the imperial capital soon.
This time Yan Zhan tried to take the same flight as Manshu.
However, he was still processing information on the flight, and several other classmates had a lively chat with Manshu.
I hope Xing joins everyone and gets along well.
When they arrived in the imperial capital, Yan Zhan had two cars drive over and take Manshu's classmates back to school respectively.
Manshu first put her things back in the apartment opposite the school, and then returned to her grandma's house.
Ms. Qin Ru has long been at home looking at her with dismay.
After all, Manshu is only on vacation this week, and will stay until the 7th when he returns.
Upon arriving at Yan's house, Ms. Qin Ru immediately greeted her.
Manshu brought a lot of specialties from City C.
Ms. Qin Ru looked at the food and didn't know what to say.
Of course there is no shortage of anything in the imperial capital, but what they brought back was also the heartfelt wish of the old man of the Yan family.
"Try this kimchi. It's made by my aunt at home. I think it's very appetizing to eat some with porridge."
Manshu opened one of the small jars, picked up a piece of sour radish with chopsticks, and fed it to Ms. Qin Ru.
Ms. Qin Ru took a bite and it tasted really good.
Hot and sour, crispy!
"Not bad, right?" Manshu saw Ms. Qin Ru half-squinting her eyes, looking like she was enjoying herself.
"Well, not bad." Ms. Qin Ru finished one piece and took another piece for herself.
Manshu immediately put the lid on: "Don't eat in vain, you'll be salty later."
"You girl, it's you who let me eat, and it's you who don't let me eat now." Ms. Qin Ru scratched Manshu's nose.
"But how many jars of radishes did you bring? There are many. Send a jar to Qing Wan. She has been bitten lately."
"I brought four cans back. I can send two cans to my aunt later."
Manshu also considered that Yue Qingwan would suffer from pregnancy, so she brought more.
"What are you going to give to your little aunt? Doesn't your eldest aunt have any?" Shen Qijia, her eldest aunt, just came back from outside and talked to her with a smile.
When Manshu saw her, he hurried over and hugged his aunt's arm: "How could I forget my aunt?"
Shen Qijia touched Manshu's hair: "I knew it would be better to have a daughter. She will think of us no matter where she goes."
My aunt also tried sour radish on Manshu's strong recommendation, and she also thought it tasted good.
However, knowing that Yue Qingwan needed it more, he didn't ask for it.
"Just keep one jar at home for everyone to try, and send the rest to Qing Wan."
I have to say that the atmosphere in the Yan family is really good.
It may also be because there is a big age difference between the eldest son and the younger son, and the two sisters-in-law have no interaction at all, let alone friction.