"Even if your son doesn't eat, there's your daughter-in-law and grandson, right? Don't they eat?" Zhang Yun didn't want to pay attention to Ning Yibin and turned to Xiaoliu, "Remember! Don't buy ribs with too much fat! If there's a place that sells live chickens, buy one and make some chicken soup tonight."
"Yes!"
Qin Jian returned home with his wife and child.
Ning Chenyang and Ning Chenguang arrived home, and the two little ones excitedly rushed to Zhang Yun.
"Grandma!"
"My two little darlings!" Zhang Yun squatted down, hugged and kissed the two little ones, and said, "It's been so long since you visited grandma; I almost missed you to death."
"We missed grandma too."
Zhang Yun looked at her two grandsons with satisfaction, quickly grabbed their little hands, walked to the coffee table, and said, "Here, grandma prepared some goodies for you. Yangyang loves apples! Guangguang loves grapes! Come, take them!"
The two little ones glanced at each other but neither reached out.
