Seeing Zhao Ying again, there was little difference from their meeting a few years ago.
This middle-aged woman was still the same, time seemed gentle on her, in this regard, Su Lu resembled her.
However, at that time, Bo Jingshen had thought this strong woman from Beijing exuded shrewdness.
But now, perhaps because Zhao Xiaole was present, Bo Jingshen felt that her eyes were filled with tender affection.
"Grandma!" Zhao Xiaole called her.
Zhao Ying smiled and picked him up, "What tasty treats have you brought me?"
"Pumpkin cakes! I also brought a big fish, for you and Su Xiaolu to eat together," Zhao Xiaole said as he peeked into the crayfish shop, "Where's Su Xiaolu? I miss her!"
"She's inside the shop, you don't need to go in. Stay with Grandma and take a walk around, and later go back with Grandma," Zhao Ying said. "After all, crayfish isn't suitable for little kids."
