Yang Mei sat with Zheng Huan for a while, and then Tang Cuifang came in carrying bags of groceries.
"Aunt Tang." Luo Fei and Yang Mei immediately stood up to greet her.
"Yang Mei, Luo Fei, you're here, please sit down, I'll go make you some food."
As the saying goes, joy brings a radiant spirit. Today, Tang Cuifang was smiling particularly happily as she carried her bags to the kitchen.
Yang Mei quickly followed, "Aunt Tang, let me help you."
"No, no, you sit down, I can handle it myself!"
"It's alright, I'm not doing anything anyway, might as well give you a hand."
"You child..."
The two chatted and laughed as they entered the kitchen. After putting the groceries down, Tang Cuifang got busy.
Yang Mei often helped her own mom at home, so she didn't need instructions. She simply sorted the vegetables accordingly.
Feeling bored sitting around, Luo Fei decided to join them. "Let me help too. Is there anything I can do?"
