Sure enough, this meal wasn't for free.
Zhang Xiaoshan had long been prepared in his heart.
"Auntie, you've come to borrow money, haven't you? I know it's not easy for you to take care of Little Ya by yourself. Here's what, I'll go get you some money, and you can use it first,"
Zhang Xiaoshan wanted to stand up and get Su Xiangmei some money, but Su Xiangmei pressed down on Zhang Xiaoshan's arm, smiling and said.
"Little Shan, you're really good to your auntie. But today, I'm not here for money; it's for another matter."
"What else could it be?"
Zhang Xiaoshan was utterly confused. What other troubles could Su Xiangmei have besides money?
"You tell me, if I can help, I'll definitely help."
"Good, these are your own words," Su Xiangmei's face brightened into a smile.
That smile made Zhang Xiaoshan feel uneasy; why did he feel like Su Xiangmei had dug a hole for him?
"Auntie, just speak directly. When you look at me like that, I really do get a bit scared."
