Jiang Jiu deliberately acted petulant, "Grandma, you made this specially for Siyan, didn't you? You didn't make anything I like."
Siyan, leaning on an axe, wiped the sweat from his brow, his handsome face carried a barely noticeable smile, "It's your own fault for being lazy. I got up early specifically to ask Grandma Jiang to make it for me."
Grandma Jiang laughed heartily, "I secretly saved some pickled vegetable pancakes for you too. Hurry up and go."
Jiang Jiu stuck out her tongue at Siyan triumphantly, bouncing off to the kitchen, "Wow, it smells amazing."
Grandma Jiang naturally doted on Jiang Jiu. She asked Siyan, "How is Little Jiujiu doing outside? With her personality, I am afraid that she might get bullied, carefree as she is."
Siyan arranged the wood and thought of her stern face while she was talking about work, "She is doing very well now, even leading people. Her superiors quite like her."