The three of them, knowing the value of food, even drank the soup clean, causing Lin Qiao's eyebrows to twitch imperceptibly.
Well, during those years as an extra, she would finish the soup from her instant noodles too.
"Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle, are you full? If not, I can serve three more bowls."
Song Qin hurriedly waved her hand, "Full, full."
It was the best meal she and the old man had since the second son passed away.
It wasn't spoiled food.
Thinking of this, her eyes reddened slightly. She and the old man never mistreated their sons but never expected to be treated this way in their old age.
Song San had no conscience...
"When we get home, I'll make something delicious for Grandma and Grandpa." Lin Qiao gently patted her hand for comfort, then smiled at Song Tingfan, "I'm good at cooking, right Uncle?"
Song Tingfan nodded repeatedly, "Sister-in-law's cooking is delicious, better than... better than..."
