Shen Junyu bent down to pick up the things, and as he entered the door, Old Sir Shen glanced at the bag in his hand and said, "Lanlan, why did you buy so many things? We already have plenty at home."
"Grandpa, I didn't buy them. It was Shen Junze who brought them here. He didn't dare to come in and just dropped the stuff and ran off," Shen Qinglan explained.
The smile on Old Sir Shen's face faded, "Let's just leave it there for now."
Sister-in-law Song stepped forward to take the things and put them away.
Chu Yunrong pulled Shen Qinglan to sit down and asked with concern, "Qinglan, are you cold? Mom will make you a cup of hot water to warm your hands, okay?"
"I'm not cold, Mom. Go on with your things, don't mind me. I'm at my own home, not a guest," said Shen Qinglan, sometimes overwhelmed by Chu Yunrong's enthusiasm.
Chu Yunrong chuckled awkwardly, "Alright, then sit down and watch some TV for a while. If you need anything, just tell Mom."
