After Grandma Song returned home with a basket of vegetables, the grandfather said sternly, "You old woman, why did you take so many vegetables from them? We didn't charge that child a low rent just to take some vegetables from them!"
Grandma Song said with a huff, "I didn't want to take so much either. I wanted to pay, but the child's mother refused to accept it. She shoved the vegetables to me."
When the grandfather heard that, he narrowed his eyes. "Forget it then. She was being kind." He lowered his head to continue his calligraphy.
When Grandma Song was cooking lunch, the aroma of the cabbage filled the room as soon as it was put into the pot.
Grandfather Song wrinkled his nose and sniffed. He immediately shouted, "Old woman, what are you cooking? Why does it smell so good?"
The cabbage sizzled in the wok. Grandma Song couldn't hear Grandfather Song over it.
