Shen Qingqing slept until right before dinner.
Strictly speaking, this was her first day of vacation, so sleeping a bit longer was normal.
The elders didn't say anything, but Shen Qingqing still felt a little embarrassed.
She rushed to set the table, serve the elders, and do any chores available.
This was how she used to be.
Now, the elders didn't treat her like a guest.
If they didn't let her do anything, it would seem distant instead.
This time coming home, Shen Qingqing and Jiang Zhixun finally sat together openly.
Unlike before, sitting on opposite sides.
Not like recently, intentionally keeping a distance.
"Time to eat!"
In high spirits, the old man looked years younger.
Shen Qingqing picked the tender meat from the stew for the old man, "Today's food smells great, have some more."
The food was cooked by Madam Jiang, and with just a word, a gesture, two people were made happy.
