It was as if nothing had just happened.
Li Meihua warmly smiled and said, "Oh, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting. I ran into an old friend on the way, and they insisted on chatting for ages before I could get away!"
"It's no problem, Auntie, we just finished chatting as well."
Li Meihua placed the shopping bags on the floor, changing her shoes as she said, "You all make yourselves at home, I'll go in and start cooking. Tang Song, is there anything you'd like to eat? Tell Auntie, and I'll make it for you!"
"Auntie, whatever you make, I'll eat. Your specialty will be perfect."
"Alright!" Li Meihua tied her apron and briskly headed to the kitchen.
Qiuqiu glanced at him and said softly, "I... I'll go help my mom, it'll speed things up. You sit for a while."
With that, she dashed into the kitchen like a startled deer.
Watching her hurried back, Tang Song couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Then, he sat back on the sofa and picked up his phone.
