"By the way, where is your grandfather?" Zhang Chengjiang asked.&1t;/p>

"My grandpa died before I was born."&1t;/p>

"Yes." Zhang Chengjiang sighed, "So, your grandma has been alone for a long time."&1t;/p>

"Yes." Shen Jiayin said, vaguely thinking that this old man was a little strange.&1t;/p>

"Let's go." Zhang Chengjiang finished pouring the feed, clapped his hands, and asked her to walk back into the house together, saying, "They should have prepared breakfast."&1t;/p>

"They?" Shen Jiayin was surprised. I thought it was not Zhang Chengjiang who prepared breakfast, but who did it?&1t;/p>

After entering the house, she realized that her husband had been arrested and went to the kitchen. For this reason, she was a little scared. Because she knew very well what her husband's cooking skills were, that is, the level of making bombs and poisons.&1t;/p>

Soon, breakfast was released. There were items on the table. It seemed that there were steamed buns, boiled mixed rice porridge, egg custard, milk. By the way, there were bowls of dumplings. It was very nice and looked quite decent. That was, with Jun Ye, the chef in the kitchen, the things you made would not be bad.&1t;/p>

Mr. Ye sat at the dining table and whispered, praising: "It's not bad, you will prepare lunch and dinner in the future. One is responsible for helping, and the other is responsible for being the chef."&1t;/p>

This old man can clearly understand all their details.&1t;/p>

Mr. Yao snorted and scooped a bowl of mixed grain porridge for his wife by himself.&1t;/p>

Just so happened that Old Ye wanted to eat dumplings, so he took them up. Once he took them, the dumplings were peeled and the meat filling fell down, which made him scream: "Who made the dumplings can't be bought outside at first sight."&1t;/p>

Jun Ye didn't plan to take the blame. In fact, Mr. Yao couldn't help much in the kitchen, and Mr. Jun Ye was afraid that the brother would help the more he helped. On a whim, when Mr. Yao saw that there were dumpling skins and prepared meat fillings, he made dumplings himself. In fact, it was the dumplings that Zhang Chengjiang thought to prepare for them lunch today.&1t;/p>

"I made it, if you don't eat it, I will eat it." Mr. Yao didn't bother with the old man, and reached out to serve the bowl of dumpling soup he made himself.&1t;/p>

Can't others eat it by themselves if they don't eat it?&1t;/p>

"I, I want a bowl." The girl stretched out her bowl to his dumpling soup.&1t;/p>

This is called sharing weal and woe with couples.&1t;/p>

Zhang Chengjiang thought that Lao Chang was angry again now. Who made this girl look down on Master Yao? But strangely, when he turned to look at Old Ye, although Lao Chang's face was tense, it showed a trace of imperceptible complex emotions in his eyes. It didn't seem to dislike it, but it seemed to like it a little, facing Master Yao.&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!