Suddenly, Lan Tingyun called Lan Anran, wanting to ask how Zhao Xiumei was doing at home.
"Dad, don't worry, I learned this from a recipe. Grandma sure eats a lot."
Lan Anran held up the phone for Lan Tingyun to see.
Zhao Xiumei had a smile on her face and Lan Tingyun was satisfied. He thought the two of them wouldn't get along here, but it turned out to be harmonious.
"Tingyun, you…"
"Dad, it's time to eat, I'm hanging up."
Lan Anran hung up and looked at Zhao Xiumei in confusion.
"What? Grandma, do you have something to say?" Lan Anran asked.
"No, no."
Zhao Xiumei lowered her head to eat. She was too full to squat and sleep, so she decided to walk around the courtyard.
Lan Anran followed Zhao Xiumei closely.
"Anran, what if you go to school?" Zhao Xiumei suddenly asked. She hoped that Lan Anran would leave as soon as possible. She didn't want to see this unfilial granddaughter a minute longer!
