The evening meal at the Ruanlin Family was fulfilled as promised with a table full of exquisite dishes. Ruan Jiaojiao had only an average appetite, and after a few bites, she couldn't eat anymore. Not wanting to dampen everyone's spirits, she remained seated and ate little by little.
But the Ruan Family could all see her reluctance, they just didn't speak up about it.
After dinner, Ruan Jiaojiao retired to her room early. The matriarch asked Xiu Xi to accompany her first, and she would join them immediately after cleaning up the kitchen.
Night fell.
Amidst a chorus of frog croaks, Ruan Jiaojiao lay beside the matriarch, watching the fireflies flicker in a jar beside the bed. She asked the matriarch, "Grandma, may I ask you a question?"
"Hm? When did Jiaojiao start being so formal with grandma?" the matriarch laughed, stroking her little head.
