"Grandpa, how come she looks so similar to grandma? Then could she be getting close to my third uncle on purpose?"
Yan Siyu's words successfully made both old men frown.
Ming Lao glanced at Yan Siyu, did this kid think too badly of others?
He looked at Manshu, that girl was quite nice.
Repaying his kindness, he gave the little girl a discount card, and the little girl brought chicken soup the next day.
Although chicken soup is not expensive, her love for it is very rare.
At least, it's much better than my bastard grandson who only knows how to play games.
However, this matter involved Yan Zhan and he declined to comment.
Mr. Yan's expression slightly condensed.
What Siyu said is not completely impossible.
But he believed in A Zhan's judgment more.
"Your third uncle is sensible, there is no need to talk about this matter again."
Saying this, the old man was still thinking about how to give his son a heads up.
"Grandpa, I'm also worried about my third uncle." Yan Siyu noticed that the two old men were not very happy and felt a little aggrieved.
Is she doing it for herself?
That Manshu was always trying to get close to her third uncle, and she came from the countryside, and her bet on stone went up three times in a row. Is it really just a coincidence?
Maybe there is an expert guiding her behind her!
Grandpa would let her go just like that. Is it because Manshu looks like grandma?
"I know you are worried about your third uncle." Mr. Yan reached out and patted his granddaughter, "But A-Zhan is not that easy to deceive."
"Don't worry so much."
What nonsense!
Yan Siyu was so angry that she had to nod obediently.
She wondered if Manshu had also given her grandfather the ecstasy soup.
Manshu sneezed.
She had no idea that Yan Siyu was trying to slander her in front of the old man.
Mingyu only sent the person to the elevator, and Manshu returned to Wang Yi's mother's ward on the third floor.
Under Grandma Yan’s guidance, Wang Yi’s mother felt much better.
"We'll go back first. There are still a lot of things at home that we haven't packed yet."
When Grandma Yan saw Manshu coming back, she stood up to leave.
"Yes. Thank you Aunt Yan for the chicken soup. I don't know how to thank you two."
Especially when she heard that Manshu had frightened Mrs. Wang when she returned, her anger dissipated a lot.
"There's nothing to be thankful for. Our Manshu was in school thanks to Wang Yi's care."
Manshu used to be timid and reticent, but no matter what happened, Wang Yi would always stand up for her.
"The little sisters should help each other." Wang Yi's mother also knows that the two girls have a good relationship, "but your Manman looks much more cheerful than before."
"I heard that at the county hospital, the child's father and Yiyi didn't know what to do. It was Manman's idea, and thanks to her friends, they helped us transfer to St. Paul."
Her child was saved thanks to Manshu.
Wang Yi's mother is an honest person, and she feels grateful and doesn't know how to express her gratitude.
"Don't say so much. When you get better, you and Wang Yi will come to our new home to play."
Grandma Yan knew that Wang Yi's mother was not a talkative person, so she dared to invite her to her home.
When the mother-in-law and grandson left the hospital, they met Chen Yuting again.
He was sitting by the flower bed downstairs.
Seeing Manshu leaving, he greeted them.
"Grandma, the chicken soup you stew is delicious."
Chen Yuting acted like a nobleman in front of Grandma Yan, polite and courteous.
Manshu noticed that the medical staff here still kept secrets from him, and did not want his grandmother to have more contact with him.