Chatper 1581 (1/2)

The old lady gave her son a blank look, walked out, and knocked on the door of the master bedroom.

"Qingqing, are you awake?"

You have to strike while the iron is hot, how can you be silent after cooking porridge?

The old lady knocked for a long time without any response, then Pei Yiting told her expressionlessly: "Xia Yueqing lives in the guest room."

"Guest room? You guys even allocated rooms? It seems that this time there is a big problem." The old lady was very worried.

Pei Yiting was speechless, and the old lady simply focused on Xia Yueqing now, regardless of his reaction.

He knocked on the door of the guest room with an unprecedented gentle voice, just to invite Xia Yueqing out.

In the room, Xia Yueqing didn't lie down after waking up, but sat on the chair in a daze.

And the movement of the old lady just now has been heard by her.

Now the old lady took the initiative to knock on the door. She couldn't pretend that she didn't hear anything, so she got up and opened the door.

The two big Buddhas, the old lady and Pei Yiting, stood at the door, and Xia Yueqing's face became stiff again.

"Are you up? Did I wake you up just now? If that's the case, then come out and have some breakfast." The old lady smiled.

Xia Yueqing lowered her eyes, unable to hide the paleness on her face, it was a lot of sin at first sight.

"I'm not hungry." She didn't want to go out either.

But the old lady didn't let her go, and held Xia Yueqing's hand affectionately, "I must have eaten nothing from last night to now, how can I not be hungry? Hurry up, this porridge is made by Yi Ting himself, you have to eat a little bit."

Pei Yiting?

A flash of surprise flashed in Xia Yueqing's eyes, but it was fleeting.

She was dragged to the restaurant by the old lady and had to sit down. There was a steaming pot of porridge on the table.

"You can't eat oil now, you can just add some salt to this porridge, you have to eat a little." The old lady picked up the spoon, Xia Yueqing turned pale with fright, and immediately stood up.

"I will do it myself."

Regardless of the identity of Mrs. Pei, even a nearly eighty-year-old lady can't afford the porridge served by the old lady herself.

"Sit down, what is the patient fussing about?" The old lady ordered pretending to be displeased.

Xia Yueqing was startled, but froze involuntarily.

what's going on?

What kind of medicine is sold in the old lady's gourd? Is this sudden intimacy the calm before the storm?

She would rather the old lady speak clearly in one breath, it would be too heart-wrenching to make those twists and turns.

Seeing that Xia Yueqing didn't insist anymore, the old lady showed a satisfied smile.

However, in the next second, Pei Yiting took the bowl in his hand.

He stood beside him silently, filled two bowls of porridge, and placed them in front of the old lady and Xia Yueqing respectively.

The old lady snickered and sat down opposite them.

Xia Yueqing only felt that the atmosphere was weird, holding the bowl as if facing an enemy, but she had no appetite at all.

Breakfast ended in a weird atmosphere.

However, Xia Yueqing felt that a century had passed, and she wished she could go back to her room and lie down immediately.

It's just obvious that the main purpose of the old lady's visit today hasn't been said yet, so how could it be as she wants?

"Qingqing, are you angry with me now?" the old lady asked sadly.

Pei Yiting shuddered beside him.