Having lived a big half of her life, it was the first time she found herself knocking on someone's door to ask for food. Mother Zhuang found it somewhat difficult to speak.
Hesitating, Pei Tang ran to the door with a half-eaten pizza in hand, politely greeting her.
"Cold Grandma."
Seeing the innocent and well-behaved Pei Tang, Mother Zhuang thought of her son waiting at home for food and gathered her courage to speak to Shen Mingzhu, "Shen, I would like some more pizza and apple pie, if it's not too much trouble?"
Shen Mingzhu was somewhat surprised.
The portion she had sent over earlier was not small; it was enough to feed at least three people.
But she did not ask further and generously divided half of her own pizza and apple pie for Mother Zhuang to take back.
"Xiao Xu, here, your pizza and apple pie."
Seeing the food laid out on the coffee table, Zhuang Xu silently picked up a slice and stuffed it into his mouth.
Mother Zhuang felt relieved.