Why doesn't he like Meimei?

"I'm fine now. It was just a small problem before, but I'm fine now. You haven't eaten yet, have you? you didn't tell me before you came back. Wait here, mom will cook for you."

Grandma su was old and didn't usually cook. It was the helper at home who did the cooking.

Even when her sons and grandsons came back, she basically didn't cook.

Only when her daughter came back would she willingly and eagerly enter the kitchen.

Su ningmei felt tears welling up in her eyes. Her mother had said the exact same thing as her father.

"Mom, it's okay. I'm not hungry. What else is there at home? I'll just eat something."

"How can that be? just wait, it'll be done soon."

Grandma su gave her husband a look, asking him to bring su ningmei out for a talk. At the same time, she could also ask about her relationship with Xia Anlan and if there was any progress.

Old master su ordered a few plates of su ningmei's favorite local dishes."Here, eat less to fill your stomach."