Coming out of the kitchen, she saw an orange placed next to Song Qin. Her brow twitched, and she couldn't help but swallow.
Seeing her come in, Song Qin lovingly offered the orange to her, "Qiao'er, have an orange, it was just given by Tingfan."
Lin Qiao: "..."
She wanted to say no, but couldn't bear to let Song Qin have something sour, so she took it, "Thank you, Granny."
"You child, if you keep being polite to Granny, Granny will feel embarrassed," Song Qin pretended to be angry.
"Then I won't be polite to Granny."
Lin Qiao had just sat down for a little while when Song Tingfan returned, panting, "Grandpa Fan wants one." He said, holding a rabbit in his hand, and quickly ran out again.
"Niu Niu is like a little ox," Song Qin said, amused.
Hearing them always calling Song Tingfan Niu Niu, Lin Qiao was curious, "Granny, why is Uncle called Niu Niu?"
