Chapter 891
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As the saying goes, 'concern leads to confusion'.
"Alright, alright. Don't harp on this matter. It's not important at all. Let's go out first. You're not hungry, but I'm hungry!"
Looking at the time, it was really almost noon.
They took the elevator upstairs from the basement. Jiang Tingxu returned to the master bedroom while the man went to the second bedroom next door to take a shower.
Ten minutes later, the couple went downstairs.
Uncle Jin was at the kitchen door. He saw the two of them coming down.
"Young Master, Young Madam, dinner will be ready soon."
Jiang Tingxu glanced downstairs.
"Uncle Jin, where's Grandpa? Is he still fishing? "she asked.
"No, no. He was fishing before, but then he went out to play chess with Old Master Cao next door."
The two of them were chess losers. It seemed like there wasn't a day when they didn't play chess.
Mo Boyuan pursed his lips.
"I'll go find Grandpa."
There was a sense of familiarity.
It was just like when Grandpa went out to find his brats for dinner.
But now, the roles were reversed.
"Then I'll go to the kitchen to take a look."
The man did not have any objections. He nodded and left the old mansion.
Jiang Tingxu really went into the kitchen.
In fact, there were only a few servants in the old mansion. Almost all of them watched the younger generation grow up, so they were very familiar with them.
After Jiang Tingxu came in, an auntie stopped her.
"Young Madam, why did you come in? It's very hot in here. Young Madam, don't go in. "
"It's okay. I'll carry it."
No matter how hot it was, it was not as hot as someone who had been busy in the kitchen all morning.
Seeing that they could not stop her, the auntie did not say anything.
"I thought that Young Master would eat at home today. I even made his favorite sweet and sour pork ribs."
Pfft!
Listening to the auntie's words, Jiang Tingxu could not help but laugh.
"Ning Ning is not the only one who likes sweet and sour pork ribs. We like to eat them too!"
Look, look, look, in the old house, from the old master to the servants, all of them had been subdued by a certain little fellow.
Fortunately, Jiang Tingxu did not intend to be jealous of her son. She carried the dishes out.
Not long after, Mo Boyuan helped the old man back. Perhaps it was because he had just won against the old man next door, the old man's face was full of smiles. When they came in, an auntie happened to come out with a plate of steamed fish.
"Old Jin, that fish was caught by the old man this morning, right?" He asked aloud.
Uncle Jin nodded.
"Yes, it's the one you caught, Old Master!"
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