Chapter 2097: Chapter 2033: Too Embarrassed to Ask
His car couldnât accommodate everyone, but he found someone to help and rented a bigger one, which freed up his hands so he could hold Wang Yiâs hand and enjoy the scenery outside the window together.
Anyway, Chen Yin has already made up his mind; he must succeed in proposing this year, so business is temporarily taking second place, and his priority is to win his wife over first.
Just as Chen Yin had taken Ge Dejun and the others away, Old Meng came knocking at the door.
When the door opened and he saw Meng Xinian holding a basket of groceries, he was taken aback.
âXinian, where are you headed?â
âGoing to buy groceries.â
Meng Xinian responded naturally, but Old Meng was stunned.
He had never realized his eldest grandson would even go grocery shopping.
âWhereâs Little?â he asked instinctively.
Meng Xinian raised an eyebrow, âSheâs at the hospital. But, Grandpa, even if Little is here, I can still go buy groceries. Itâs not necessarily her job to do these things, is it?â
Old Meng was speechless.
He didnât mean it like thatâŠ
Alright, he was a bit old-fashioned, assuming tasks like this were typically done by women.
Moreover, Meng Xinian had always been in the military, training and on missions, he hadnât expected this young man to handle such tasksâit was indeed surprising.
âYouâre right, Little is busy, and itâs good for you to share the load.â
Meng Xinian invited him inside, âGrandma and Grandpa are here, keep them company for a chat. Iâll be back shortly.â
He needed to buy groceries, otherwise, what would they eat for lunch? Chiang Songhai and Ge Liutao didnât know where the local market was, so heâd buy enough for two or three days, and then Little could take them later.
âHey, come back quickly; I have something to discuss with you.â
âAlright.â
Meng Xinian left, and Old Meng headed to the living room; Chiang Songhai was making tea. Old Meng immediately recognized it as Chiang Xiaoâs homemade tea leaves and couldnât help but crave it.
âOld Meng is here, come sit, quickly.â
âI havenât had Littleâs homemade tea leaves in a while.â After sitting down, Old Meng couldnât help but sigh.
Chiang Songhai paused.
Why did this tone have a hint of grievance?
Old Meng was indeed somewhat resentful.
Before, Chiang Xiao used to occasionally prepare these items for him: tea snacks, tea leaves, never letting him run out of food and drink.
But then it stopped.
The remaining ones were finished a month ago, and he felt embarrassed to ask Chiang Xiao directly for more.
After all, he knew Chiang Xiaoâs homemade things were particularly precious.
If he and Chao Jun hadnât hurt the childâs heart before, she really wouldnât have any complaints about them.
Thinking of this, Old Meng sighed again.
âThereâs still a jar of tea leaves here, you can take it back later, Old Meng.â Chiang Songhai took out a small jar of tea leaves from the drawer; from its packaging, it was clearly Chiang Xiaoâs handiwork.
Old Mengâs eyes brightened, âHow could I accept this?â
âThereâs no need to fuss over it; youâre Xinianâs grandfather, which makes you Littleâs grandfather too. A jar of tea leaves is nothing; Little wouldnât begrudge any amount.â
Chiang Songhai said so because he felt that Chiang Xiao had always been generous and considerate to her family.
Old Meng felt even more uncomfortable hearing this.
He could only nod awkwardly.
âYes, Little is a good kid.â
âOld Meng, how is Xinianâs fatherâs health?â Chiang Songhai was still quite concerned about Meng Chaojunâs health. If Meng Xinian and Chiang Xiao were to marry, he wouldnât worry about this either.