"A newcomer offers tea to an elder."
The gentle voice of the Li family's second Madam, Zhang Wanyu, rang out. Ruan Mengmeng followed li junyu and offered tea to old master Li and old Madam li.
Old master Li, who had been serious in the lounge just now, was now smiling kindly.
Old Madam li, on the other hand, stood beside him with a forced smile.
Old master Li was the first to receive the tea from li junyu and ruan Mengmeng. He took a small sip and gave them a big red packet.
When it was old Madam Li's turn, she took the newlyweds 'tea from li junyu, and for some reason, she felt a little touched.
After all, ruan Mengmeng was still her grandson. No matter how much she disliked ruan Mengmeng, the scene of her most beloved grandson kneeling down and offering tea to her made the old lady feel as if the past was like smoke. In the blink of an eye, the little one who used to follow her had grown up and had a family.
