Shu Yu had something to say to the old lady, and Lu Sanzhu's presence here was really an eyesore.
She handed him two buns. Lu Sanzhu seemed afraid that she would take them back, so he immediately turned and ran away with the buns.
After he was gone, the old lady said, "Everything has its weakness, huh? It's rare for Sanzhu to be so obedient."
Shu Yu poured her a glass of water and asked Dahu and Sanya to eat slowly. Then, he said, "Third uncle doesn't have any other good points, but he's really good at reading the atmosphere."
The old lady smiled and finished the bun in her hand.
She hadn't eaten a meat bun in a long time, and she couldn't hold back just now.
Shu Yu handed her another one, but the old lady waved her hand, "Enough, I'm done. Erya, you just said you have something to discuss with me. What is it?"
"I want to ask, what is our main source of income?"
Source of income? The old lady was dazed for a moment.
