After a few more minutes, all the people at the table had their stomachs full and no one had the heart to eat more even if the food was delicious.
Of course, Grandma Yan's face was dark since what she had made was not finished yet even after everyone was full.
She didn't know why, but she wondered why the food she had made was still remaining so much while the food made by Ye Qian was finished every time he made it.
Of course, she was a bit soured due to this.
But she could see the smile on her son's face as she saw him eating her food so wholeheartedly and felt happy enough to cast this doubt off her heart.
"Mom, you worked a lot, so you are going to take a rest now."
Seeing that Grandma Yan was about to pick the dishes up and come to the basin, Ye Qian said with a heavy voice.
