Beans Are Also Delicious!

Grandma Yan remembered the time when her son was also the same age as that Little Qiqi and Little Jia and she would also be teaching him something like this, and how cheerful and concentrated he would be when he was helping her.

It could be said that the children would be more focused when they were spending their time with their parents than when they were studying.

Thinking of this, Grandma Yan smiled and turned back to the pot of rice that she had been cooking.

There were different kinds of colourful vegetables which were on top of the cooked rice which gave on the feeling of wanting to taste it as well as to not make such a beautiful thing turn bad.

"Mom, I am home."

Grandma Yan had just checked if the rice was cooked or not and closed the lid when she heard someone calling her.

Of course, she didn't need to know who it was.