Han Jianing closed the door, opened the drawer of the dresser, took out a satin box, and opened it to display the photos he brought back from the teahouse that day.

The youthful appearance of a teenager, the agility and arrogance in his eyes.

Han Jianing chuckled. She picked up the photo and turned it over. Looking at the words behind the photo, her smile became more and more bitter.

She murmured, "This photo...does have a secret? It's a secret I've been growing up for 10 years..."

She closed the drawer with a snap, forced herself not to think about these things, and calmed down to think about the current predicament.

What she said with great ambition!

But you can’t be slapped in the face!

She is Han Jianing, the Han Jianing who never knows how to write the word "bow down"!

She was able to gain a foothold in Shanghai on her own back then, but now she's not afraid anymore. This time she has family and Gu Xiayang.

She lay on the bed, thinking about her current predicament, and fell asleep after thinking about it. The next day, she had not woken up for a year, and went downstairs in a sleepy state. She saw soy milk fried dough sticks, sweet flowers and glutinous rice balls on the table.

Han Jianing just stood there stunned.

From the time she came back to this house to now, she has never seen breakfast on the dining table.

In the past, when her grandparents were still at home, every time she came back, she would have these kinds of breakfasts when she got up in the morning. There might be a variety of breakfasts, and even more, with various porridges and side dishes.

Grandma specially prepared them for her, especially the red bean and purple rice porridge cooked by grandma, which was her favorite.

But this time, grandpa is still in the hospital, and grandma is with her, preparing breakfast for her whenever she has time.

Could it be that grandma came back suddenly?

She suddenly heard a noise behind her.

Turning around with a confused look on his face, he saw Gu Xiayang walking over with a bowl in his hand, "Get up."

"Yeah." Han Jianing lowered his eyes and glanced at the bowl he was holding.

Gu Xiayang generously displayed, "Red Bean and Purple Rice Porridge."

Looking at the bowl of slightly purple-black porridge in front of him, Han Jianing frowned and asked, "Did you cook it?"

"Try it. I remember that your favorite was red bean and purple rice porridge since you were a child. I don't know if the cooking is to your liking."

Gu Xiayang pulled her to sit down, put the porridge down, and put the spoon directly into her hand.

Han Jianing ate the porridge with a blank mind and almost buried his face in it.

"Is it so delicious?"

"It's far worse than grandma."

Gu Xiayang was not angry and ate the tofu pudding quietly, "You will get used to it if you wear it a few times."

"Oh, no need, I won't bother you to cook it yourself, grandma will cook it for me." Han Jianing hated getting the fried dough sticks, and couldn't help laughing when she saw him slowly eating the sweet tofu pudding, "If you can't eat it, don't use it.

It’s too hard, let’s eat something else.”

"It's quite delicious." Gu Xiayang's expression remained unchanged and he took another big mouthful of sweet tofu pudding and ate it.

"If you try some things once in a while, you may find them delicious, but as time goes by, you will get more and more annoyed and think that they will return to their original taste. So, there is no need to try it and don't force it."

Han Jianing had something to say. Her words made Gu Xiayang's expression freeze for a moment. He put down the bowl and looked at Han Jianing calmly.

"This is just your opinion, not for me." He looked at Han Jianing and said: "You haven't gotten to know me for a long time, how do you know that I don't like sweet bean curd now? Maybe after you left, these 10 years

During the past year, I had to drink a bowl of sweet tofu pudding every day to sleep peacefully."

"Crazy." Han Jianing didn't want to argue with him anymore, "Hurry up and eat. I have something to say to you."
Chapter completed!