Especially her mom. Even though she looked young, there was the occasional strand of gray hair that constantly reminded them of the fact that their elders were growing older by the day.
Zhai Xin thought for a moment before cajoling Miao Jing. "Grandma, I want to join the air force in the future, but I've heard that the food in certain areas in the army is really delicious. How about this? I'll try to learn from them. You're a year older, and so am I. Don't forget that I'm already a young adult. I'll cook for you in the future. Grandma, you won't despise my poor cooking skills, will you?"
His grandma was already in her sixties. If not for her love for her grandchildren, a woman nearing the age of seventy would definitely not be able to go into the kitchen to whip up such a feast. Even if the majority of the food was cooked by his mom, and grandma had started to delegate work to his mom, it was still hard work.
