With that, Gu Qingyao got up and went to the kitchen.
She had made plenty of ginseng chicken soup. They had many dishes today, and there were only a few of them, so they had not drunk much of the soup. Not only was there plenty left in the soup bowls on the table, but there was still half a pot of soup left!
Gu Qingyao found a clean jar and filled it with ginseng chicken soup for Grandma Mo to bring back.
Grandfather and Grandma Mo shared the same tastes. Or to be precise, the two of them had spent their lives together, and Grandfather Mo had always doted on Grandma Mo. If Grandma Mo liked to eat something, he usually liked it too.
Gu Qingyao gave the jar to Grandma Mo and said with a smile, "Grandma, bring that back for Grandfather to try. If he likes it, he can come here for a meal!"
Grandma Mo took the jar. Although she smiled, she was inwardly suspicious. Why was this girl so…
Something was wrong! She was too compliant.
