"Grandma, I'll leave this in the kitchen. Eat it if you're hungry."
Lan Anran spoke through the door.
In the middle of the night, Zhao Xiumei was famished and secretly went down to the kitchen to look for food.
"Grandma, what are you looking for?"
Lan Anran's sudden appearance behind Zhao Xiumei gave her a shock.
"I'm a little hungry."
Zhao Xiumei was aggrieved.
"Grandma, tell us if you're hungry, I'll get it for you."
Previously, Lan Anran had secretly fed the stray dogs at the door, so now, there were only a few pieces of bread in the fridge.
She took out some bread, smeared some chili sauce on it, and stacked several layers for Zhao Xiumei.
The Lan Family knew that Zhao Xiumei didn't like bread, but Lan Anran still gave it to her on purpose. She had no choice but to accept it while cursing in her heart.
She took a bite and her mouth was spitting fire!
