Chapter 558: The Chicken Soup Spills (1/2)

“Old man, old man, stop working. Hurry up and come down to eat.”

Old Master Mo was sitting in the study with a frown on his face. When he heard Grandma Mo’s words, he replied, “I’m still busy. You eat first! Don’t go hungry!”

Grandma Mo immediately smiled, “I’ve eaten, I’ve eaten at our granddaughter-in-law’s place! Wow, I don’t know how this Gu girl was raised, but her cooking is fabulous. Girls from illustrious families are just different!”

Old Master Mo paused. “Granddaughter-in-law? You went to see the Gu girl?”

“That’s right!” Grandma Mo said with a smile. “I couldn’t wait any longer! So I went to visit her and also found an excuse to follow her home. Then I managed to get a meal from her. Her cooking is top-notch. I even brought some of her medicinal food home. It’s in the kitchen. Come and eat, and try your granddaughter-in-law’s cooking.”

Grandfather Mo immediately beamed and put down his work.

“Let’s go. Let’s give it a try.”

Meanwhile, Mo Huai and Jiang Hongying entered the living room downstairs one after another. Mo Yunhao was the apple of Jiang Hongying’s eye. She grew impatient when she heard her precious son shouting that he was hungry. She shouted at Aunt Zhang, “Hurry up, Aunt Zhang. Yunhao is hungry. Hurry up and serve the food. It’s so late, and there’s still no food on the table. What are you doing?”

Jiang Hongying was from an inferior family. Although they were once wealthy too, their fortunes had declined. There were also no outstanding descendants to take over the family, so she had nothing to fall back on.

Later, she had married into an illustrious family like the Mos, and the Jiang family was even more insignificant in comparison. The competitive Jiang Hongying did not permit anyone to look down on her. She had married the eldest son of the Mo family, so she always ensured she acted like the mistress of the house.

Aunt Zhang was a little upset at Jiang Hongying’s words. Old Master was busy, so he could not eat yet, and they had not yet returned. She had finished cooking, but surely she could not just put the food on the table?

She had to wait for everyone to return before serving the food, or it would grow cold.

But she did not say this out loud. She knew what Jiang Hongying was like, so she just acknowledged her and prepared to put the food on the table.