The Ruan family matriarch saw her grandson coming downstairs and called out to Xiuying in the kitchen, "Xiuying, Yingzhou is down, you can serve breakfast now."
"Alright, it will be ready in a moment."
The old lady gazed at Gu Yingzhou with tender affection.
"Yingzhou, did you sleep well last night?"
"Pretty well."
The grandmother didn't mind her grandson's brevity and continued with a smile, "Breakfast will be ready shortly. I had your Aunt Xiuying make your favorite pan-fried buns. You'll have to eat a few more later."
The Ruan family didn't often make pan-fried buns because they were too costly to make.
You need flour, meat, and oil for frying...
Delicious, but too fussy and bourgeois.
However, when the younger generation came home, the family would always prepare something nice.
Gu Yingzhou hadn't had pan-fried buns in a long time and indeed missed them.
"Okay, thank you, Grandma."