"Let's not talk about such unlucky things. Come, let's go. Grandma will take you shopping for good clothes and delicious food."
Zhao Xiumei held Lan Yaxin's hand happily.
Lan Yaxin followed Zhao Xiumei's family to the mall, bought some pretty clothes, and had dinner.
The people in the dining room were still discussing Lan Tingyun, embarrassing Zhao Xiumei.
Lan Tingyi ignored the outside world and stuffed his mouth with rice. Xu Yanshan kicked him, her gaze indicating for him to get down to business.
"Mom, Tingyun is alone and helpless. Should we support him?"
Lan Tingyi spoke as he ate.
"I know, I know."
Zhao Xiumei spoke impatiently and took out her phone, thinking about how to phrase it. She deleted a sentence, wrote another, and then deleted it. It took her more than half an hour to send it over with satisfaction.
