"Jiaojiao, are you busy today?"
Su Rong used her usual perfunctory, kind tone.
Actually, she was kind to the younger generation in the family, but with Nan Jiaojiao, that kindness was always just on the surface, and occasionally when she was in a bad mood, she didn't even bother with the pretense.
Nan Jiaojiao didn't really like people who remained hypocritical even in old age.
So she always showed perfunctory filial piety to this grandmother she was related to by blood.
"Not busy, what's up?"
"Everyone is coming to the old house for dinner today, why haven't you come?"
Nan Jiaojiao said, "Isn't it the weekend?"
"We eat on weekends too. Yesterday your uncle and dad went fishing and had a good catch, brought back some seafood. I remember you like eating abalone, we saved a lot for you. It's mealtime, why haven't we seen you?"
Nan Jiaojiao didn't like abalone.
Ye Shiqing liked it.
She didn't correct her, just said, "No one told me."
