"What are you talking about, Mrs. Tan? How can my small business be considered a big business?" Song Yao smiled humbly.
Song Xiao was not modest at all and said proudly, "Of course, she's my sister."
"Hahaha, this girl really has a bright future. I won't disturb you anymore. I'm going to work in the fields. Otherwise, my grandson will cause a scene when he wakes up later." Mrs. Tan looked at Song Yao with relief. She lived next door to the Song family and had watched Song Yao grow up. She had long treated her as half a biological daughter. "If you have time, bring Yu Xuan to my house to play with my grandson. These children have to play together to grow up."
"Okay, Mrs. Tan. I'll definitely go to your place for a cup of tea when I'm free," Song Yao said.
"Good child, don't stand on ceremony with me. Come over to my place when you're free." Mrs. Tan smiled from ear to ear.
