"Aiyo, Qiu 'er is here! Have you eaten? Sit down and eat together!" When Wei Guiqin saw that her third brother had taken the initiative to visit, she stood up and greeted her warmly.
"Auntie Wei, I've already eaten. You don't have to serve me. I heard that Uncle Su had an operation, so I came over to take a look." Lin Zhiqiu said as he handed over the net bag in his hand.
"Tell me, child. If you're here, then so be it. Why did you bring anything? Aiyo, this malted milk is so expensive! Your life is already difficult enough. Why do you still spend so much money on this?" Wei Guiqin complained, but she was smiling. She reached out and took the malted milk. " You can't do it again. If you do it again, Auntie Wei will be angry with you. "
"I understand." Lin Zhiqiu pursed her lips and smiled. She looked at Su Dajiang. " Uncle Su, how is your recovery? "
