Su Wanyu heard what the old lady just said, though she was puzzled, she didn't delve into it,
just assuming she was speaking offhandedly.
Su Wanyu came out and saw the old lady's forehead covered in sweat, and very considerately said, "Mom, you've come just in time. The other day, Wang Li's mother brought over a watermelon. I had Changhai chill it this morning. I'll cut it up for you to cool off."
Saying this, Su Wanyu headed toward the kitchen.
"Hey, Wanyu, you don't have to go. Let the eldest cut it. Let's sit here and chat." The old lady grabbed Su Wanyu's arm with a face full of smiles.
When the old lady said this, Jiang Mianmian's family of three was taken aback again.
What's going on? Did the sun rise from the west today?
The old lady usually couldn't wait for Su Wanyu to do all the housework to let her son relax. How come it's the other way around today?
