Nodding her head, Hua Jin'er suddenly thought of the food she brought back.
"Grandma, hold on a second..." She quickly called out to her grandmother who was about to enter the kitchen, then rummaged through a heap of things, took out two aromatic parcels wrapped in oil-paper, and handed them to the old lady Hua.
"Grandma, add these two dishes."
"Is there any braised beef?"
Upon hearing his granddaughter mention adding dishes, the old man Hua suddenly found the little puppy in his hand less appealing and handed it to his eldest grandson, passionately asking the question.
"Grandpa, I promise you'll have your fill. I even bought you a lot of good wine and premium tobacco."
Every time Hua Jin'er mentioned something, the old man Hua's eyes grew brighter, and he immediately felt content, even forgetting how his wife had just pinched and teased him.
