"How can that be? You only come back once in several years, and you flew all the way here just to see us, the old couple. You must stay for a few days and let us treat you to some good food." The old lady truly saw Fang Zhiyuan as her own child. Seeing how thin he was, she wanted to make him something delicious to nourish him well.
Early in the morning, Jiang Changfeng was pulled out of bed by her mom, teaching her to mix stuffing and bake pancakes. Her mom insisted that when she went to Xiangcheng, she should make some stuffed pancakes and send them to Fang Zhiyuan when she had time.
She found it both funny and a little helpless, but she still obediently agreed.
After all, Fang Zhiyuan helped her a lot with the solar power station issue.
They were good friends, and if she had the chance in the future, it was only right to make him some of her hometown's food.
