Standing at the entrance of the Lu Family.
Jiang Zhengye nudged his youngest son.
"Xiao Ran, go on, your grandparents love you the most."
Xiao Ran immediately hid behind Jiang Mingyue: "If they love me, why haven't they visited? I'm small, but not easily fooled."
"..."
Originally intending to mend the father-son relationship, Jiang Zhengye couldn't really force him, but he definitely wouldn't give up on having his youngest act as a stepping stone.
"Xiao Ran, if you go call your grandparents, I'll take you to the state-owned restaurant for some braised pork."
Jiang Ming'an scoffed: The braised pork Yueyue makes is even better than the state-owned restaurant's.
Jiang Mingyue was equally confident: If Xiao Ran wanted braised pork, when hadn't she satisfied him?
But in the next second, Xiao Ran's eyes lit up as he stared at Jiang Zhengye: "Do you mean it?"
Jiang Zhengye, proud: See, there's nothing braised pork can't achieve.
