Lin Nianhe reminisced about the day at the Ji Family, remembering Elder Ji's hesitant expression when he looked at her, and she nodded, understandingly: "Then I'll make a trip over."
By the time Lin Nianhe arrived, Elder Ji had just finished brewing a pot of tea.
The elder's gaze toward Lin Nianhe seemed evasive, as if it was tough for him to start the conversation.
Such an expression usually hinted at borrowing money or needing a favor.
It was completely out of the question for Elder Ji to borrow money from Lin Nianhe, so it must be a favor.
Lin Nianhe smiled and placed the pea cake she bought on the way down, then merrily hopped onto the couch and sat down: "Grandpa, it's a good thing you saved me, otherwise I'd still be selling eggs!"
Elder Ji casually inquired, "What eggs?"
Lin Nianhe's lips moved rapidly as she explained, leaning on Elder Ji's shoulder, bonelessly, like a young girl who couldn't handle major issues, expressing her grievances to her grandfather:
