"You little rascal…"
Grandpa Fan had tired of scolding, just catching his breath when suddenly, a cup of steaming ginseng tea appeared before him.
"Grandpa, have some tea." Nie Rujun stood in front of the old man, her smile angelic.
Grandpa Fan raised an eyebrow at her, and after a moment, he took the teacup from her and began to sip.
Seeing this, Nie Rujun sighed with relief and, with a natural motion, pushed Fan Ju and said to him:
"Fan Ju, check if there are any sour plums in the kitchen. I want to eat some, can you get them for me?"
Fan Ju nodded. "Okay, I'll get them."
Seeing Grandpa Fan still sipping his tea, he didn't say anything more and went straight to the kitchen.
As soon as he left, Grandpa Fan put his teacup down on the table and glared at Nie Rujun with feigned anger, scolding her:
