"Alright, alright. It's good that you're full. Don't faint from hunger again. Grandma was frightened."
Little Ah Yu nodded repeatedly and pulled up her bag. She took out the roasted sweet potatoes and handed them to Old Madam Wang. "Ah Yu is full. This is for Grandma."
Old Madam Wang turned her head to the side and said with a smile, "I'm not hungry. Save it for next time. Our Little Ah Yu is so obedient. She even knows to save it for me."
At this moment, Wang Chuanman returned from outside with a dry biscuit in his hand. He wanted to give it to Old Madam Wang. "Mother, this was given to us by the village head. Don't you like to eat this? Father specially left it for you."
Old Madam Wang sneered. "Are you treating me like a rice bucket? How much can an old woman like me eat? Take it away quickly. It makes me angry to see it!"
Wang Chuanman: ???
