Song Yajing had a smile on her face while she replied, "That's right. Our Qingqing has good memory."
Ning Qing went forward and personally held onto 7th Grandpa. "7th Grandpa, Qingqing has already ordered them to prepare a whole table of dishes. Everyone, quickly head into the dining table. Let us eat while we talk."
The crowd saw 7th Grandpa as their leader, and both mother-in-law and daughter-in-law Ning Qing could not have not known what they wanted, but neither of them were flustered at the situation; they were very calm. They welcomed them in, and even prepared a meal.
Everyone looked questionably at 7th Grandpa.
7th Grandpa's turbid eyes had an old scheming glow in them, and he started to laugh out loud before saying, "Sure, since we are all here, we will stay for a meal then."
